Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a green top hat and green clothes, and a wedding ring on his right hand. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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: He was born in the west. 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 drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black pearl (1300 gp). Zircon (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Berrian grew up listening to his father's many stories. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 600 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (140 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy blue suit. He is physically well-built. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Erdan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Banded agate (6 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Azurite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.