Description: This man wears pastel trousers with red and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. His black hair is cut short. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: The child of a Baker, who enjoyed hunting, Tharivol was taken on many hunting expeditions. His childhood dream was to be a Baker, but he was a colossal failure. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 pp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (70 gp). 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered pastel hat.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Riardon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Riardon was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2300 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (70 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Theriatis speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Rich, Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a grey shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and green pants. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are blue.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Theriatis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Minor magic item.