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 has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has moderate length red hair. 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 a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2100 gp. Tourmaline (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His first spouse was a Stylist, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Veit was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Slave, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear blue tank tops with black pants. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 sp.