Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 pp. Red spinel (100 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears brown trousers with blue and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has chestnut hair. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Gardener who has hired him part-time. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Thervan was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Gardener. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Body Guard. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Sard (80 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Emerald (500 gp). Azurite (11 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adran isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Adran liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp.