Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple brown robe with blue stripes complete with hood. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: Theriatis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Zircon (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. Ahvain was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bounty Hunter. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (8 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Tourmaline (150 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 dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 80. 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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Laucian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Laucian was born with his father's beautiful face. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Laucian was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Disease, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 3000 gp.