Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, marred by beers. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. Through the years after Thervan was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Thervan's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 4000 gp. Citrine (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a tan vest and prefers white and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, marred by sweets. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Hunter business.

History: Paelias was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He married young, but lost his spouse to illithids. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 pp.