Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. 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 auburn hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 pickaxe and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a white tunic with green highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Debt, Has a crush. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. He has moderate length golden hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Erevan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Azurite (7 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Amber (90 gp). Black pearl (700 gp).