Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His head has been shaved. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 3000 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: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. 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, Naeris is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a green scarf. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Fivin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has worked as a Shipwright like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 3000 gp.