Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His black hair is still thick. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. 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. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 pp. Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Jade (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). White opal (1400 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Peridot (30 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat, and he perpetually has his longsword ready. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.