Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. Thervan was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Courier. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Obsidian (10 gp). Rose (30 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Pink diamond (2000 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Insane, Secretive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp).

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He wears his red hair up. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 6000 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp).