Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he usually wears his grey robe and has his longbow always slung over his shoulder. He has wavy silver hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Theriatis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 280 pp.

Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and he perpetually has his axe ready. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. 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: Born to a Apothecary, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Laborer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears bulky green painted plate armor, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and elven compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1300 gp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has moderate length white hair. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Tailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 140 pp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and is pretty ugly. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Ahvain lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.