Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears dull white sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born in the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Flaws: Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: High pitched and raspy

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: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 600 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict, Mundane. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.