Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Aelar embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has a crush on the local farmer

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Sardonyx (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Sard (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Nature, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (70 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (70 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his nunchaku, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Rolen lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Ruler, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 26000 sp.