Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull grey sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Lamlis was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Jade (120 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is silver and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Erevan was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 pp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.