Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

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 Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has worked as a Barrister like his mother before him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses like a well dressed Courier does. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Courier business.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Courier. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Courier responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.