Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. His golden hair is braided into rings. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

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 a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a Sellsword, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Raer and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown deerstalker hat and brown clothes, and carries flails. He has shaved his head bald. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.