Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His eyes are brown.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sage. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Painter again; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length red hair. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Eiravel's homeland. Eiravel decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and doesn't want to be a butcher and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a green shirt with thin black vertical stripes and grey pants. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Racist. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 34000 sp.