Description: A moderately attractive man, he is typically in his Herbalist uniform. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Coral (40 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Jade (40 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has worked as a Cartwright like his father before him.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Azurite (5 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. The war was a terrible time for him, and Varis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue quartz (4 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Star ruby (400 gp).