Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair is braided into rings. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Ruler, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Tharivol never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Bonds: Job, Family, In love. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (2400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is still thick. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Thervan was born with his father's beautiful face. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stableman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stableman responsibilities is difficult; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 7000 gp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Sard (40 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp).