Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is long and brown with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Tharivol has worked very hard to control his curse. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and he perpetually has his lance ready. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Body Guard. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 600 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Peridot (40 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Riardon liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (1000 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Full Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To protect his home; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (40 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'4" and prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is long and red with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adran isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His childhood dream was to be a Assassin, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Bellfounder like his mother before him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.