Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Spice Merchant, and he perpetually has his flail ready. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He's also a talented Tailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (40 gp). Red spinel (120 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears dull black sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is long and unkept. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When Carrie reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Carrie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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 comes from a rich northern family. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and money/treasure

Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dayereth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.