Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His silver hair is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Eiravel speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sailor. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sailor for the past few years.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 80000 cp.

Description: An older man who wears a simple green robe with black stripes complete with hood, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is knotted and matted. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 obsessed with his god.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His childhood dream was to be a Ruler, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Dilettante job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 pp. White opal (1100 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, white shirt, and blue tie. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 10000 cp. Carnelian (50 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Coral (140 gp).

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Aelar has worked very hard to control his curse. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp).