Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears an entirely tan suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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 to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 pp. Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, marred by teas. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hadarai grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is black and curly. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Berrian reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Berrian was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.