Description: This man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During his travels, Thervan and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Thervan discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Thervan fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp).

Description: He wears a tan coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Riardon was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Soapmaker. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 pp. Moss agate (13 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Jade (140 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and yellow, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Thamior is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.