Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He likes to wear tan tank tops with brown pants. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has brown eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his father's many stories. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). White opal (1400 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple grey robe with violet stripes complete with hood. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (60 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (60 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'3" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Erevan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Herbalist. He tends to his Herbalist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (7 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). Rose (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.