Description: He is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. His tied-back hair is blonde. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Tharivol will drive conversation. 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 lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears just a white suit. He is physically well-built. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thervan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and carries clubs. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. The war was a terrible time for him, and Suhnae does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. At a young age his father died while driving off some gnolls. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in club use. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Body Guard. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 gp.