Description: This man wears a white cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Smoky quartz (20 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Sard (20 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Sensitive, Racist, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'8", this man sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 51. 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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Erevan hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver pearl (70 gp). Jet (70 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Jet (70 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Amber (70 gp).