Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is physically well-built. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: The child of a Soapmaker, who enjoyed hunting, Tharivol was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Herbalist like his mother before him.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Amethyst (140 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely grey suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He got into the Shipwright business at a young age. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Blue-white diamond (7000 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. His hair is red and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Soveliss was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barkeep. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 3000 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.