Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears dull blue sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. His hair is long and red with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are brown.

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 the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Glassblower for hire.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Rose (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers black and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.