Description: He is a husky man, who wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Theriatis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theriatis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

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

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears his black hair up. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. During his travels, Aramil and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Aramil discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Aramil fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1200 gp. Moss agate (12 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears tattered old clothes. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a shield on his belt. He has a hunchback. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 800 gp.