Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born in a small plains village. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Rock crystal (60 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp).

Description: He wears a tan collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and carries nunchakus. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 sp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Iolite (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is golden and very short. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Fivin will drive conversation. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Fivin was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'3" and muscular, this southern man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

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. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp).

Description: He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants, and carries maces. His black hair is singed and shortened. He has violet eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.

Personality: Thervan wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1300 gp.