Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker yellow hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 43. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Weaver and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Jasper (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). Jade (90 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He has brown eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He is a Hag in disguise. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's in love; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Emerald (1500 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Coral (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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: Hadarai lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (10 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (10 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.