Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Fivin was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Healer. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Adventurer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's in love

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Vanuath was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp).