Description: This younger middle-aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tharivol grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'1". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Tanner arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Arjhan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. He has a hunchback. His golden hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 cp. Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and yellow handkerchief worn on his right side. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bastard swords and sais. His fur is yellow and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Lone lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fisher.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Family, Job, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He likes to wear white tank tops with violet pants. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Pûg is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 160 gp.