Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian 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 on a small isolated farm. A freak accident while working with his Blacksmith mother left him crippled. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Impulsive, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tan coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has no hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp).