Description: Standing 4'10", this man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Tharivol was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and balancing his hectic life and new animal trainer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has styled his bronze crest well, parting it to the right. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a tan collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has gray eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

Personality: Aelar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His first spouse was a Cook, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Cook they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Dilettante, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He's in love; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her black hair is long and unkept. Her gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. 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. Jezebeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 70 gp.