Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. During his travels, Immeral and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Immeral discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Immeral fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

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 disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'11", this man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Engraver profession.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sardonyx (60 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).