Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Tharivol isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tharivol was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has moderate length black fur. His eyes are likewise yellow.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Pelt lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. Amber (80 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her silver hair is cut short. Her eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Willow was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: An older woman who wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants, she is not a threatening figure. Her tied-back hair is golden. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Interpreter arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Nora took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor she uses now. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by goblins. Nora was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.