Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull white iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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: Doesn't want to be a Assassin and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black star sapphire (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stableman. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stableman for the past few years.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and balancing his hectic life and new stableman responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (130 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is obsessed with his god.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has achieved small success as a Mortician.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.