Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has moderate length golden hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Rolen hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. A true patriot, Rolen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When Rolen reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Slave, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). Star ruby (500 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: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His red hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp).