Description: Standing 5'0", this man typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Ivellios was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Ivellios alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Ivellios was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Emerald (400 gp). Amber (160 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Amber (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears skinny pants and wears a grey and yellow robe with the hood down. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Bounty Hunter, but he got bored and became a Marshal. He has worked as a Marshal like his mother before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. A small bag of saffron. (100 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Black pearl (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.