Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears an entirely brown suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (60 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'8" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. The war was a terrible time for him, and Galinndan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and elven compassion

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 pp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has shaved his head bald. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Eiravel will drive conversation. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.