Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright yellow and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: Thervan was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 8000 sp. Malachite (9 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. 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 will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the east. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Star rose quartz (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely white suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is portly but not overly obese. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp.