Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He has brown hair. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the west. Thervan was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Stableman. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 pp. Zircon (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). White pearl (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, marred by sweets. He has moderate length brown hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (80 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.