Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scythe. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in the south to a Crown-heir, Fivin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 pp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mayor but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Obsidian (4 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Malachite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'7", this man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Butcher business.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 900 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Amber (140 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, marred by beers. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Star rose quartz (20 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears his red hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 120 pp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).