Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 pp. Jet (110 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Sard (30 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Naill took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Blue diamond (7000 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears bulky violet painted plate armor. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Thamior was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He's also a talented Engraver, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to be a engraver again

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).