Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Locksmith profession.

History: Soveliss 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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new bather responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 700 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely blue suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Thamior was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Spice Merchant. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (50 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.