Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Halimath lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 north. 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 600 pp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (160 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 4'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has black hair. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Caeldrim took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 pp. Carnelian (60 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.