Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his lance, and his gloved hand is found clutching a lance. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 16000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (30 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sard (80 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Rose (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Paelias abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 pp. Sard (50 gp).