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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed brown hat.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

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. He worked as a nervous Merchant and found it very stressful. He became a Merchant soon after.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and expand his business

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 30000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 13000 sp. 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 tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 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.