Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'9". He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with blue slacks, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 pp. Deep green spinel (160 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Eye agate (12 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Fivin enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 pp. Azurite (12 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Hematite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.