Description: This light-skinned male prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Through the years after Tharivol was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Tharivol's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold cup set with emeralds (4000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 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).