Description: Standing 5'0", this man has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. His black hair is knotted and matted. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (1200 gp). Rose (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. 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, Beiro is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to be a dilettante again

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs, and carries rapiers. He has no hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.