Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His head has been shaved. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adran isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 pp. Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 pp. Rose (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Rose (70 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Tharivol alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.