Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his brown hair up. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Through the years after Tharivol was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Tharivol's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1100 gp. Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Terse, Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an entirely grey suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is brown and very short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (60 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has silver 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 speaks before he thinks and is too direct. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, white shirt, and red tie. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform After months of barely getting by, Lucan managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Depressed, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.