Description: He wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theriatis grew up listening to his father's many stories. Theriatis abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and elven compassion

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

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

Possessions: 900 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). White opal (1200 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His head has been shaved. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tharivol grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp).