Description: He stands about 5'0" and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thervan embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'3" and muscular, this northern man is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His golden hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has achieved small success as a Doctor.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Military, Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Red spinel (120 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a trident on his belt. His white hair is cut short. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Glassblower. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Glassblower. He has worked as a Glassblower like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 pp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Jade (160 gp). Azurite (10 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has shaved his head bald. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 11000 sp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).