Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He takes great joy in being the best Laborer in town.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He struck the Laborer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Obsidian (8 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). White opal (1300 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Courier profession.

History: Born in the south to a Mayor, Fivin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mayor. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mayor for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. He has no hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 30000 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Nutae was raised in a hard working conservative environment. After coming to the age of reason, Nutae took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thervan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Interpreter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 700 gp. Jade (160 gp). Emerald (400 gp). White opal (400 gp). Amber (160 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp).