Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a brown vest and prefers grey and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rose (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Eiravel 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 became a Sculptor soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp).

Description: This western man wears an entirely red suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. The war was a terrible time for him, and Beiro 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 in the west. When Beiro 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 left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 pp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Rose (80 gp).