Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is physically well-built. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. 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. He uses divination through singing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thervan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the north. Thervan was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bowyer. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Stylist but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Passionate, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Clear bright green emerald (3000 gp). Rose (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp).