Description: He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His hair is brown and very short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Tharivol hails from a village terrorized by illithids. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

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 receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Soveliss hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: The child of a Dilettante, who enjoyed hunting, Soveliss was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Animal Trainer for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Rose (30 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.