Description: This man wears a black vest and prefers tan and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Tharivol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Tharivol 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Banker for hire.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp. Citrine (40 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Eiravel abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new barrister responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His auburn hair is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. A true patriot, Thervan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is content

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 pp. White pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Aelar was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 40000 cp.