Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears just a black suit. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave, Debt. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears baggy red pantaloons and a violet scarf. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered red hat.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (30 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (30 gp). Silver ewer (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is long and unkept. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Soveliss isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 gp.