Description: This man wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist, Disease. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2300 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Lucan was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Lucan's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1500 gp. Azurite (13 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Clear bright green emerald (3000 gp).

Description: He wears a black shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Bilbron wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Bilbron reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp.