Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 sp. Solid gold idol (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2700 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a white coat with brown slacks. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. 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 south, but his parents moved at a very young age to 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Jeweled gold crown (8000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (90 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (110 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tan costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp. White opal (1000 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Blue star sapphire (1000 gp).