Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lamlis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Lamlis was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lamlis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Golden pearl (140 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. His hair is long and golden with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thamior studied abroad. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). Silver ewer (100 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 45. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Halimath's homeland. Halimath decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.