Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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 was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Thamior was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Thamior decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple brown robe with black stripes complete with hood. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Raer embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He comes from a rich western family. Raer was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Raer decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Raer never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed monstrous two handed axe, just in case. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 6000 sp. Zircon (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His brown hair is cut short. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Beiro was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined, Opinionated, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 14000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and very much looks the part of a Miller. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He's also a talented Bowyer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.