Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a beggar again

Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism. Bonds: Nature, Family, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tharivol was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (40 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp).