Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. A true patriot, Thervan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Thervan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Bricklayer; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 34000 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'5" and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: Efferil hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Bloodstone (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Riardon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp).