Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, marred by sweets. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Theriatis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Coral (140 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His hair is black and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bellfounder profession.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Servant. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Lazy, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.