Description: This malnourished man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and silver with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He takes great joy in being the best Servant in town.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 900 pp. Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). White opal (1400 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Thervan hails from a village terrorized by goblins. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp).

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 black tunic with white highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His silver hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Gifted from a young age, Eiravel studied abroad. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1000 gp.