Description: He is a mite stocky and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He uses divination through singing.

History: Immeral was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 pp. Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (100 gp).

Description: 4'8" and muscular, this western man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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: Immeral was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 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 light armors faded through time and improper care. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Caeldrim was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Engraver. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 gp.