Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Tharivol was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40 pp. Golden pearl (160 gp).

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, green shirt, and white tie. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 220 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Jet (160 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Servant but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Gifted from a young age, Adran studied abroad. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Servant for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His auburn 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He tends to his Barkeep job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1500 gp. Blue quartz (9 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished bastard sword as well. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Naill 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. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 pp. Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.