Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Black opal (1600 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Peridot (50 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of whips on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He wears his black hair up. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His silver hair is braided into rings. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. When Berrian 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.