Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears white 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 hand crossbow. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: An older man who is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Blacksmith, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gifted student he started as a Sellsword, but he got bored and became a Blacksmith. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 19000 sp. Citrine (30 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

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 wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Stylist they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Ruler, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.