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 typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Fivin 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 takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has achieved small success as a Shoemaker.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple blue robe with green stripes complete with hood. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Gifted from a young age, Koeth studied abroad. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 sp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a green feather.

Personality: Halimath is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

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. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Assassin they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Crown-heir, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and doesn't want to be a crown-heir and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: An older man who usually wears his tan robe and has his kukri always slung over his shoulder, he is not a threatening figure. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Paelias does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Insane, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.