Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Healer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Amber (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Coral (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has wavy black hair. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Caeldrim hails from a village terrorized by drow. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (70 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and elven compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.