Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is red and very short. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Tharivol wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quarion grew up listening to his father's many stories. Quarion 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Locksmith profession.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.