Description: He wears professional attire. He is physically well-built. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents enrolled him in a Barbarian school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Zircon (20 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his right hand. His white hair is knotted and matted. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Hubert is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

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. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Soapmaker. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Greedy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in the east. Theriatis was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Farmer. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 900 sp. Silver pearl (150 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gifted student he started as a Carpenter, but he got bored and became a Soapmaker. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To be a Carpenter again; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp).