Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Ivellios is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Blue-white diamond (4000 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1000 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his white hair down. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 orcs 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: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 pp. Aquamarine (1300 gp).

Description: He likes to wear white tank tops with grey pants. His red hair is braided into rings. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the west to a Dilettante, Quarion learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dilettante for the past few years.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Job, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (180 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp).