Description: He usually wears his black robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has brown eyes and a black hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Tharivol abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: Standing 6'3", this man tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a sai and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Disease, Forgetful, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (700 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His gray fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Gifted from a young age, Smoking studied abroad. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Engraver. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 17000 sp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Iolite (70 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Gimble liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2600 sp.