Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He wears a brown costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Tharivol was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Rose (40 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Sard (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears skinny pants and wears a green and brown robe with the hood down. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a Healer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is long and white with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was born in the east. Thervan was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bowyer. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Debt. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 4000 gp. Golden pearl (70 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Blue sapphire (900 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Jet (70 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.