Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His tied-back hair is black. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Fivin will drive conversation. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Doctor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries a battered axe and tarnished morningstar as well. His hair is silver and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A true patriot, Peren would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Peren abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Military, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 210 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Moss agate (15 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Marshal. His copper crest is greasy and uncared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sethrekar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He uses divination through singing.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Kugáluga was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and balancing his hectic life and new masseuse responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Erevan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.