Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He is wearing a long, brown cloak, and his gloved hand is found clutching a lance. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Butcher. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 800 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Gold and ruby ring (8000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Galinndan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Galinndan hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Galinndan 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. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Eye agate (7 gp).

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. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp).