Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is long and black with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and doesn't want to be a mercenary and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 pp. A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Animal Trainer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 pp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Koeth is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 gp.