Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, blue shirt, and black tie. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, In love. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has wavy chestnut hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Lamlis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, tan shirt, and black tie. His black hair is cut short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Caeldrim took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.