Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. He has moderate length white hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his chestnut hair up. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Tharivol was born the youngest of three triplets. A gifted student he started as a Miner, but he got bored and became a Miller. 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 wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rose (70 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp).