Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull black iron scale mail. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thamior grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thamior. He has achieved small success as a Hunter.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 8 Acid flasks.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Blacksmith. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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, Soveliss is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Soveliss grew up listening to his father's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Blacksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Blacksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Blacksmith and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1500 sp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he very much looks the part of a Spice Merchant. His hair is brown and curly. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 16000 sp.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man prefers to wear flannel. He has white hair. His eyes are gray.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Beggar; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Military, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp.