Description: He wears a tan costume with the symbols of death on his torso, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His hair is black and curly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barber business.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Lucan's homeland. Lucan decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sard (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Iolite (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Herbalist. He has moderate length golden hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chalcedony (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 poetry.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Military, Debt. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (30 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.