Description: This tall, slender man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Thervan was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has done his best to style his beige fur to look like a famous performer. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Smoking lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Shepherd

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

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: Standing 6'4", this man wears black trousers with violet and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He takes great joy in being the best Beggar in town.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Beggar for the past few years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Locksmith. His green crest is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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 the west to a Locksmith, Vrondiss learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Vrondiss took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Locksmith.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.