Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Nim was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and to be a marshal again

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 is content.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He wears a brown costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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 on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Medium magic item.