Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. His first spouse was a Assassin, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. His red hair is lengthy. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

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. When Koeth reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Thervan was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.