Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his brown hair up. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

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 his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Immeral was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eiravel grew up listening to his father's many stories. Eiravel abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 pp. Emerald (1100 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Jet (100 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a flail on his belt, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His head has been shaved. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp).