Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Heian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 gp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Emerald (1500 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a white coat with violet slacks. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bricklayer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (60 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (60 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (60 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is long and unkept. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Painter born in the past three hundred years. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Gennal was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Painter. He's also a talented Locksmith, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Locksmith again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 pp.