Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in earthy colors with a green and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. His dark red hair is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady silver eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Thamuz took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He likes to wear brown tank tops with black pants. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

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. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'4". She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down, and her gloved hand is found clutching a greatsword. Her chestnut hair is still thick. She has hazel eyes and a blue hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for her, and Duvamil does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Depressed, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a black and white robe with the hood down. She wears her golden hair down. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered music. She has never given up on her music dream.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 sp.