Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a red coat with brown slacks. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 gp. Violet garnet (1100 gp). Sard (70 gp). Obsidian (11 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tattered old clothes. His tied-back hair is black. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Zircon (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Rose (50 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Jet (120 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). Zircon (50 gp).