Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is cut short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Tharivol's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. After months of barely getting by, Tharivol managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 50000 cp. Azurite (14 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Jasper (60 gp).

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His hair is cut close to his head. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Soveliss was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Iolite (50 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He very much looks the part of a Ploughman. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Varis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has achieved small success as a Ploughman.

Motivation: To be a Stableman again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries lances. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Laucian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Cartwright profession.

History: He got into the Detective business at a young age. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Detective and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 500 pp.