Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has taken up work as a Mercenary and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 220 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Scribe; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1200 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Barber, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born into a rich family. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 60 pp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). Eye agate (11 gp).