Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'8". He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak, and his gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Tharivol was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, marred by sweets. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His ears are large.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Navigator arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 17000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Efferil wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Efferil was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Carter. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is content; and to be a dyer again

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 28000 sp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Sard (30 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Red spinel (140 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.