Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is portly but not overly obese. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Rose (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears a white shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and green pants. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Sensitive, Antagonistic, Greedy. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man wears a white cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His clothes are grease stained in places. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 30000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.