Description: He wears just a tan suit. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has moderate length purple hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 Stableman. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 3'0" western man, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue star sapphire (800 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He wears his auburn hair up. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Backpack. 1 Superior lock.