Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Assassin for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He takes great joy in being the best Locksmith in town.

History: Theriatis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 pp. Banded agate (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a fancy green suit. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.