Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is dressed in an above average manner. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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 comes from a rich eastern family. He worked as a nervous Server and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Bounty Hunter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moonstone (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Jade (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 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.

Description: An older man who wears dull black sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case, he is not a threatening figure. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.