Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in an above average manner. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (4 gp). Emerald (1000 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). White opal (1000 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a great chef.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. He worked as a nervous Knight and found it very stressful. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Uthemar reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 pp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). Silver ewer (30 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp).