Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hammer, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Brewer who has hired him part-time. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

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. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries with him a set of clubs, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a grey costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (1600 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Peridot (50 gp).