Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Quarion isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Through the years after Quarion was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Quarion's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He wears a simple black robe with white stripes complete with hood. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has red hair. His eyes are green.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Spy business.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has no hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp).