Description: He wears a white costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. A true patriot, Tharivol would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Adventurer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Iolite (30 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished crossbow as well. His tied-back hair is blonde. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 30. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Star ruby (700 gp). Rose (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Clear bright green emerald (6000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp).

Description: This northern man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan 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 he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 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.