Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Immeral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Immeral lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (70 gp). White opal (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp).

Description: He wears a fancy green suit. He is physically well-built. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Herbalist. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fire opal (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Black opal (1000 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Malachite (9 gp).

Description: He wears red trousers with white and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. 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. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amethyst (130 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).