Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longsword, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Berrian grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (2400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (50 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His red hair is singed and shortened. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Naeris has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 4000 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.