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 has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive, Mundane, Racist. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull black sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tharivol grew up listening to his father's many stories. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Tailor. Fivin is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Fisher, but he was a colossal failure. He has taken up work as a Tailor and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many brigands want him driven away

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1000 gp.