Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 600 pp. Aquamarine (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He got into the Cook business at a young age. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Korfel never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, In love. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 pp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an entirely tan suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Eiravel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He became a Stableman soon after.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 pp. Black pearl (1100 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp).