Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His crest is green and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

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. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 7000 sp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a green Stetson hat and green clothes. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Spice Merchant. He struck the Spice Merchant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1 Average lock.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered green stockings, marred by chocolates. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Slave Trader business.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears tattered old clothes. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 in a small plains village. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp.