Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Butcher profession.

History: He was born in the north. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thamior was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp. Jade (50 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His white hair is cut short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Hûmgrat alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 80 pp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He got into the Shoemaker business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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. He's also a talented Apothecary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Opinionated, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.