Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a violet shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Architect work with an outfit from a few towns over. Architect work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Architect.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. White pearl (50 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Jet (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 22. 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fivin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Fivin lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.