Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. 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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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 several months after his mother was called into army service. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: He wears just a brown suit. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He wears his silver crest up. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Rose (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Star ruby (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a white costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A freak accident while working with his Mayor father left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 sp. Hematite (7 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Hematite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He sports a flattop hair cut. His skin is flawless and his white eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Morthos was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Deep green spinel (140 gp).