Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Lucan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 18000 sp. Chalcedony (30 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Rose (30 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Black pearl (700 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a grey shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low and grunting

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

Description: This man wears a worn and beaten armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Rose (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp).