Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull white iron scale mail. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born in the east to a Scribe, Laucian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He struck the Scribe job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to protect his home

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Jade (80 gp). Emerald (1100 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Sard (20 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Peridot (20 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Fivin reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tan coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Fivin liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Banded agate (8 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Coral (60 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.