Description: This man is very fat, and is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, blue shirt, and grey tie. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 59. 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. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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 recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jade (100 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Coral (100 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (1500 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His chestnut hair is cut short. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp).