Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and he perpetually has his trident ready. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol 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 has a crush on the local mercenary

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. After coming to the age of reason, Traki took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he usually wears his brown robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder. His auburn hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.