Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dayereth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. Dayereth is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Dayereth was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Black pearl (1100 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His red hair is cut short. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (100 gp). Gold and ruby ring (4000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (4000 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'7" when asserting himself. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: The child of a Ruler, who enjoyed hunting, Aust was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Aust took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp.