Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He has no hair. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, In love, Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1300 gp. Moss agate (16 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a white vest and prefers tan and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His chestnut hair is cut short. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born in the north. 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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Interpreter. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 700 gp. Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his brown hair up. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Through the years after Tharivol was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Tharivol's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1100 gp. Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Citrine (20 gp).