Description: 5'8" and muscular, this southern man wears a yellow costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fivin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Fivin liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a black tunic with white highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long copper crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Doctor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 east. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is content; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 20 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: The child of a Priest, who enjoyed hunting, Silvo was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Silvo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1400 gp. Black pearl (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Jet (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Herbalist, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He wears his white hair down. His fierce silver eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Herbalist. He tends to his Herbalist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.