Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and carries longswords. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mindartis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 28000 sp. Azurite (6 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Jasper (20 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. He has a very tight haircut. He has hazel eyes and a grey hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. His hair is chestnut and curly. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. Azurite (9 gp). Peridot (50 gp).