Description: This western man wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is brown and curly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents were killed by gnolls in a raid when he was still a young child. The gnolls captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Erevan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. He found a children's book about a Elf Wizard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Body Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he has a crush on the local dyer

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Jade (80 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 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 stands about 4'11" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. During his travels, Caeldrim and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Caeldrim discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Caeldrim fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.