Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear pastel tank tops with green pants. His hair is silver and curly. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: The child of a Soapmaker, who enjoyed hunting, Tharivol was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sard (30 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his kukri. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Armorer. He became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item.