Description: He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is silver and very short. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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 wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Roofer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Roofer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Roofer soon after.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She usually wears her green robe and has her hammer always slung over her shoulder. Her long black crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes are gold and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 10000 gp. Deep green spinel (110 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Rose (20 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Blue diamond (8000 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Rose (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He has moderate length blue hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. After coming to the age of reason, Cimer took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dyer for the past few years.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is short and white. He has amber eyes and a violet hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: The child of a Beggar, who enjoyed hunting, Suhnae was taken on many hunting expeditions. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1400 sp.