Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears just a green suit. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Thervan was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Dilettante. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and elven compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Secretive, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 6000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 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.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 Dyer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 28000 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears just a blue suit. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Efferil never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Emerald (1500 gp). Black star sapphire (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.