Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tan tunic with white highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 900 pp. Obsidian (9 gp). Sard (50 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. 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. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (30 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his auburn hair down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).