Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He wears his silver hair up. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Doctor, but he got bored and became a Bellfounder. He has worked as a Bellfounder like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Iolite (20 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aerdeth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the west to a Hunter, Aerdeth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Naill was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (30 gp).