Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, and carries bows. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting illithids, the young Tharivol began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Tharivol was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 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 grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears skinny pants and wears a white and grey robe with the hood down. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His first spouse was a Laborer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 5000 gp. Moonstone (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp).

Description: An older man who prefers to wear flannel, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mason born in the past three hundred years. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Efferil 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 18000 sp. Star ruby (1400 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Black star sapphire (1400 gp).