Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. After months of barely getting by, Tharivol managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 50000 cp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Sard (50 gp).

Description: He wears a blue tunic with black highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He has no hair. He is baby faced.

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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Carrie was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Carrie's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. During his travels, Carrie and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Carrie discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Carrie fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To be a Miller again; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Sard (50 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Halimath was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Herbalist they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Merchant, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Hematite (12 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is long and black with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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, Rolen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His first spouse was a Mercenary, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 900 gp.