Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his white hair down. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Black opal (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. One day when Thervan was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Thervan was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and many drow want him driven away

Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 8000 gp.