Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. At some point he was captured by brigands and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ivellios was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Nutae learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Violet garnet (1600 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears his golden hair down. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the south to a Adventurer, Eiravel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp.