Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears just a blue suit. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Ivellios took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 700 pp. Azurite (6 gp). Amber (40 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). White opal (700 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Jade (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, brown shirt, and black tie, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His ears are large.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Travok's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Travok fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Solid gold idol (800 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is cut close to his head. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Tharivol wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. Peridot (20 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses like a well dressed Priest does. He wears his rusty crest down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Dazzazn lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Priest and was forced into it by his family; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is lean but muscular and likes to wear blue tank tops with tan pants. His long black crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by his family; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Family, Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp.