Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. He is an epitome of beauty. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. After a long history of fighting, Fivin and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is chestnut and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nicor does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 Weaver. He's also a talented Bather, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His head has been shaved. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying south to reunite his family. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thervan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Sellsword, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he dresses like a well dressed Banker does. He sports a flattop hair cut. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A gifted student he started as a Spy, but he got bored and became a Banker. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Banker.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 6000 sp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp).