Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 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. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Theriatis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. After a long history of fighting, Theriatis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 8000 gp. Moss agate (4 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). White pearl (90 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). White opal (500 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His tied-back hair is blonde. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker violet hat.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in the east to a Miner, Theriatis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (90 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs, and carries glaives. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ahvain's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ahvain was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and wears an entirely tan suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Himo was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He's also a talented Locksmith, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case, marred by chocolates. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 13000 sp. Tourmaline (40 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Amber (40 gp).