Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'8" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Crown-heir. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in the south. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Aelar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 12000 sp. Zircon (40 gp).