Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Mindartis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a ruler again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. At a young age his father died while driving off some goblins. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shortbow use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 pp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is scarred and worn.

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 however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: To settle down with his crush; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.