Description: 5'5" and muscular, this eastern man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, white shirt, and violet tie. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Thervan is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Family, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Amber (80 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 southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He very much looks the part of a Mason. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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 white middle class family as the only child. 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 tends to his Mason job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 gp. Banded agate (7 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Azurite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.