Description: This late middle aged man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is cut short. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Gardener responsibilities is difficult; and revenge

Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp).

Description: 5'2" and muscular, this eastern man wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has moderate length red hair. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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 to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Lucan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Religious, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears his brown hair down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born in the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Suhnae took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 gp.