Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Tharivol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has achieved small success as a Banker.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and balancing his hectic life and new banker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2400 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His crest is red and very short. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He takes great joy in being the best Priest in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He has shaved his head bald. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'4". He prefers to wear flannel. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. 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 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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Pikar was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Scribe. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Halfling compassion.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His crest, while still mostly copper, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hirrathak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.