Description: He wears a tan collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Thervan was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fletcher. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 500 pp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Sard (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Malachite (4 gp).

Description: 4'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. 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, Theren is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His first spouse was a Jeweler, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a server and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 pp. Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Fire opal (600 gp).