Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Moss agate (16 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he dresses like a well dressed Fletcher does. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 pp. Aquamarine (1600 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Blue diamond (7000 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull red iron scale mail. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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, Caeldrim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Server. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Red garnet (160 gp).