Description: He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Thervan is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Banded agate (16 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is cut close to his head. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His first spouse was a Priest, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp).

Description: He wears a white top hat and white clothes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He got into the Miller business at a young age. A freak accident while working with his Bellfounder father left him crippled. He became a Miller soon after.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 gp.