Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has wavy red hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a brown vest and prefers violet and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has no hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 800 pp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is dressed in earthy colors with a green and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered green hat.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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 money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ploughman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 pp.