Description: An older man who wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2000 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: He wears a tan costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Naill was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Rose (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Banded agate (16 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'5" and prefers to wear flannel. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Ivellios was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 pp. A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp).