Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Soveliss never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears a simple violet robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. 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: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Through the years after Berrian was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Berrian's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Berrian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (800 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does. His hair is long and silver with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad pastel hat.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Doctor profession.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Ahvain was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mercenary. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Doctor. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Revenge; and he has a crush on the local doctor

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.