Description: This tall, slender man is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, brown shirt, and grey tie. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. During his travels, Thamuz and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Thamuz discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Thamuz fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his brass crest up. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He uses divination through singing.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 700 sp. Amethyst (100 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His gold crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.