Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black pearl (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Amber (80 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is golden and very short. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. The war was a terrible time for him, and Riardon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Riardon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mayor.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 4000 gp.