Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the north to a Barkeep, Caeldrim learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new barkeep responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 gp. Amber (150 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Jet (150 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Amber (150 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Rose (30 gp). Jasper (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has wavy golden hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson blue hat.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is greedy

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (20 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears bulky red painted plate armor. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

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 father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.