Description: This man wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has no hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents were killed by gnolls in a raid when he was still a young child. The gnolls captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 14000 sp. Banded agate (16 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp).

Description: He wears a tan coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He worked as a nervous Crown-heir and found it very stressful. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, 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, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Adran 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 900 gp.