Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a bow on his belt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Lorm was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Tricking speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 60 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears dull blue sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. Her black hair is heavily combed to the right. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Althaea isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the east to a Bather, Althaea learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. She struck the Bather job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and balancing her hectic life and new bather responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in the north to a Brewer, Two Llamas learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Brewer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Brewer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She tends to her Brewer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 cp.