Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His black eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Thamuz hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born in the west. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and carries halberds. His red crest is heavily combed to the left. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 6000 sp. Zircon (30 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Sard (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He comes from a rich western family. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tattered old clothes. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. A freak accident while working with his Doctor mother left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 6'9" and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Dilettante business.

History: Ghûra was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.