Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sellsword business.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (10 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his brown hair down. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is a Crown-heir first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vanuath grew up listening to his father's many stories. Vanuath abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Crown-heir for hire.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 31000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gray eyes and a yellow hat with a violet feather.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Tharivol will drive conversation. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Tharivol was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp).