Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is portly but not overly obese. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Tharivol was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Tharivol abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He uses divination through singing.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Sun's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born into a rich family. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. Her blonde hair is lengthy. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When Fistula reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fistula fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 48000 sp. 1 Half-Plate.