Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His red hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Enialis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair is braided into rings. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Rolen abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 pp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Jasper (40 gp). White opal (1100 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Brown diamond (4000 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 pp.