Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new butcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (60 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a very tight haircut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mercenary business.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Tharivol took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He is portly but not overly obese. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 gp. Azurite (15 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Jet (100 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Jasper (40 gp).