Description: He wears just a pastel suit. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Fivin 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Insane, Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in an above average manner. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the east to a Ruler, Beiro learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (12 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Naal was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Sard (30 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Rose (30 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.