Description: He 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. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is brown and curly. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Banker, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Mercenary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 4000 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is typically in his Weaver uniform. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Fivin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and revenge

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Sard (80 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp).