Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Ivellios hails from a village terrorized by giants. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in dagger use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 15000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and is pretty ugly. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Jet (160 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Hematite (8 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Masseuse business.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item.