Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. The war was a terrible time for him, and Halimath does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a Barrister, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 pp. Banded agate (14 gp). Rose (40 gp). Jet (40 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp).

Description: An older man who dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is still thick. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born in the south to a Apothecary, Eiravel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Eiravel was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Apothecary. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Cynical, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 pp. Blue quartz (8 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Efferil grew up listening to his mother's many stories. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Efferil alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.