Description: He usually wears his pastel robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His hair is auburn and very short. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aerdeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: An older man who wears an entirely blue suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes, he is not a threatening figure. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His tied-back hair is silver. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.