Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears long strands of opal and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is long and silver with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Fivin was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He usually wears his yellow robe and has his longbow always slung over his shoulder. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 120 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has blue eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ploughman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ploughman work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Ploughman.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ploughman responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: An older man who likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his white hair up. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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 born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Ahvain was born with his father's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Courier they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stableman, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1900 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.