Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dreali does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His red hair is long and unkept. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and balancing his hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 33000 sp. Black star sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 800 pp. 1 Medium magic item.