Description: This man is very fat, and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Adventurer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A freak accident while working with his Tanner mother left him crippled. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 900 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (110 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2200 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and pastel handkerchief worn on his left side. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a Roofer, his father struggled to pay the bills. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Revenge; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp. Emerald (1100 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Moonstone (60 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.