Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He got into the Gardener business at a young age. 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. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Traki never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Military, In love. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 black armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away.

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1600 gp. Fire opal (800 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Rose (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, grey cloak. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished lance as well. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Eiravel was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 pp. Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. Amethyst (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Thervan reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and elven compassion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.