Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2200 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears tattered old clothes. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Servant business.

History: Quarion was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a black costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 pp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Rose (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown trousers with tan and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries a battered shield and tarnished greataxe as well. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ahvain's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He wears a green shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His head has been shaved. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: Ivellios hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. 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: Ivellios was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.