Description: This slender man stands about 4'11". He wears a simple green robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Tharivol 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. He worked as a nervous Spice Merchant and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Black star sapphire (400 gp). Sard (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His hair is brown and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bowyer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Laucian hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bowyer responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Opinionated, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 900 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has no hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 500 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears an entirely violet suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue 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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Aust alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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. Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 700 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erevan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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 west. 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: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 5000 sp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp).