Description: This malnourished man wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a Priest, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When Dayereth reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eye agate (4 gp).

Description: This southern man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His clothes are grease stained in places. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 pp. Onyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Riardon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Military, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp.