Description: He is in excellent shape and wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Malachite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He usually wears his red robe and has his bastard sword always slung over his shoulder. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. 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 be a Body Guard again.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Brown diamond (6000 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Coral (60 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bowyer. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. After coming to the age of reason, Nim took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). White pearl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.