Description: He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thervan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and elven compassion

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dreali studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longsword, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He has shaved his head bald. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in the west to a Spy, Enialis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Spy work with an outfit from a few towns over. Spy work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Fletcher again.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue sapphire (900 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.