Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His childhood dream was to be a Brewer, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a black vest and prefers blue and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears baggy red pantaloons and a tan scarf. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 gp. Obsidian (9 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a simple blue robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his father struggled to pay the bills. When Vanuath reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Vanuath was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (140 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Baker business.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 6000 sp.