Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a long, red cloak. He has chestnut hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 35. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. A true patriot, Ivellios would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ivellios grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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's repulsed by the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Jade (140 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with tan slacks. His red hair is lengthy. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his top red hat.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Varis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Varis 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. 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: He feels kind of lost in life; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (10 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Immeral was born with his mother's beautiful face. Immeral was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Farmer. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 gp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp).