Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and carries quarterstaffs. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Tharivol took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a farmer again

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 140 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Her red hair is lengthy. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kristryd grew up listening to her father's many stories. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion.

Flaws: Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is white and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Terse, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of axes on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Ombul was born with his father's beautiful face. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ombul grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ombul. 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. Ombul fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Criminal record, Debt. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30 gp.