Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in hammer use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Nutae was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 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: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a greataxe. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has blue eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

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 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Naal was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Layabout. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 3000 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (70 gp).