Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and yellow handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a hunchback. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). White pearl (40 gp).

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries with him a set of rapiers on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aelar 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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Aelar was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moonstone (20 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Amber (140 gp).