Description: This man wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Fivin took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2000 gp. Amber (50 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp).