Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a black tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His auburn hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Tharivol is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 sp. Hematite (11 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He wears his black hair down. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Erevan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Erevan was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. During his travels, Erevan and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Erevan discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Erevan fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jet (160 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'8", this man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 pp. Azurite (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp).