Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His black hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Valafar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1200 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thamior embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mason business.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He has moderate length golden hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. Wymar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 140 gp.