Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears baggy green pantaloons and a grey scarf. His hair is long and red with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dreali isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in a small plains village. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Immeral lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 4000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 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: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He very much looks the part of a Doctor. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

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. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Actor again.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Military, In love. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.