Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a green coat with black slacks. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber 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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barkeep but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barkeep hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold music box (2000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Enialis was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Through the years after Tharivol was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Tharivol's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Tharivol and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 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.