Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is still thick. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aramil isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to protect his home

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Sard (30 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Malachite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Black pearl (300 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Courier arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (170 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).