Description: This man stands a little under 4'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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 was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 8000 gp. Fire opal (1100 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Coral (100 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Jet (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his club. His hair is always cut to a buzz. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Ugly. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp. Peridot (40 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Sard (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.