Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. 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 is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He has wavy blonde hair. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the north to a Painter, Raer learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He struck the Painter job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears baggy violet pantaloons and a black scarf. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Guardian, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, pastel shirt, and brown tie. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Banded agate (7 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Red spinel (70 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears just a yellow suit. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Carrie is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Carrie was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Rose (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Hematite (6 gp).