Description: He dresses like a well dressed Sage does. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has achieved small success as a Sage.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (40 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 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: He stands about 4'9" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has amber eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the north to a Cook, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Sage, but he was a colossal failure. During his travels, Thamior and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Thamior discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Thamior fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his left hand. His brown hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His first spouse was a Miller, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.