Description: This western man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and wears a grey tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Halimath hails from a village terrorized by brigands. 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Apothecary and was forced into it by his family; and elven compassion

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.