Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is cut close to his head. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

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. Tharivol abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1600 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (40 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 Miner. He has achieved small success as a Miner.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1700 gp. Obsidian (4 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

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 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. Being a Ploughman kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. 3 Acid flasks. 1 Thunderstones. 1 Thunderstones. 4 Holy water.

Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He is portly but not overly obese. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He got into the Fisher business at a young age. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low range voice

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

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scythes and ceremonial daggers. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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: He was born in the south. Gennal was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sailor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 900 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.