Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs, and he perpetually has his mace ready. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the north to a Cartwright, Fivin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a Roofer, his father struggled to pay the bills. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 5000 gp. Azurite (7 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a violet shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.