Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is cut short. He has hazel 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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the west. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice, Opinionated. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a blue collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears long strands of emerald and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). Rose (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp).