Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His childhood dream was to be a Adventurer, but he was a colossal failure. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to be a adventurer again

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (14 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Onyx (70 gp). White pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Hedonist, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Sard (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Blue quartz (7 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Rolen isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Rolen lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Blacksmith, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 4000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp).