Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold and ruby ring (9000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, he is not a threatening figure. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (16 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Star ruby (500 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). White pearl (110 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is cut short. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Berrian grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Berrian has worked very hard to control his curse. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Spits and sputters

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