Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Dayereth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Dayereth and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3000 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp).

Description: 5'3" and muscular, this western man wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Berrian isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2000 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Jade (120 gp). Star ruby (700 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting drow, the young Nim began to lead the lost caravan. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sculptor responsibilities is difficult; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.