Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lucan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 800 pp. Jade (120 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Blue star sapphire (1300 gp). Blue-white diamond (5000 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a black top hat and black clothes. He has red hair. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Miller. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and to clean up the streets

Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.