Description: This western man is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, black shirt, and green tie. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Tharivol isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Tharivol was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Barrister. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 150 pp. A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'1", this man has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull green iron scale mail. He is physically well-built. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Caeldrim grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Caeldrim. Being a Map Maker 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: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 340 pp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Coral (160 gp). Onyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.