Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses like a well dressed Blacksmith does, and is pretty ugly. His hair is black and curly. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Blacksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Blacksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a fancy yellow suit. His golden hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Aerdeth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theriatis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When Theriatis 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jade (110 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp).