Description: This late middle aged man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When Eiravel reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and elven compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tan tunic with white highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 900 pp. Obsidian (9 gp). Sard (50 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is long and brown with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Servant for hire.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Azurite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.