Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Thervan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Military, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Glassblower, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Glassblower work with an outfit from a few towns over. Glassblower work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a pastel shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is content; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 pp.