Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Nutae was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 gp. Amber (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Amber (90 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp).

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Fivin embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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: Money/treasure; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Jade (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Jet (60 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is typically in his Spy uniform. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Spy but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

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. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Aramil has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 4000 gp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Blue quartz (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.