Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His ears are large.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Mindartis hails from a village terrorized by giants. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 pp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Citrine (20 gp).

Description: He wears a green coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head, and he perpetually has his axe ready. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has violet eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He worked as a nervous Roofer and found it very stressful. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Blue star sapphire (400 gp). Black opal (400 gp). Blue star sapphire (400 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Jasper (80 gp). White pearl (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Jade (60 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greatsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is content

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 pp. Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp).