Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Thervan 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. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a pastel shirt with thin white vertical stripes and brown pants. His tied-back hair is silver. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (16 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Sardonyx (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Jade (90 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Jade (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.