Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a white coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His black hair is still thick. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. A true patriot, Thervan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Beggar and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Zircon (40 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To be a Architect again; and doesn't want to be a courier and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 Weaver. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Red spinel (90 gp). Sard (60 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: He was born in the west. Berrian was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Crown-heir. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Galinndan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.