Description: He very much looks the part of a Spice Merchant. He is portly but not overly obese. He has white hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Thamior was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has worked as a Spice Merchant like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp).

Description: This man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His white hair is singed and shortened. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mercenary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a stylist again

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a tan vest and prefers blue and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

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 an amazing painter.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 16000 sp. Moss agate (14 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Hematite (14 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is physically well-built. His brown fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. The war was a terrible time for him, and Spring does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: The child of a Spy, who enjoyed hunting, Spring was taken on many hunting expeditions. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Standing 4'11", this man is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south to a Stylist, Laucian learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. During his travels, Laucian and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Laucian discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Laucian fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30000 cp. Eye agate (5 gp). Rose (70 gp). Amber (110 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp).