Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Thervan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Coral (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 34. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gifted student he started as a Tanner, but he got bored and became a Baker. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Baker responsibilities is difficult; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dreali isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the north. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Smoky quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.