Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is typically in his Mayor uniform. He has wavy auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Thamior enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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. He's also a talented Beggar, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Sensitive, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears brown trousers with grey and pastel striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is golden and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he very much looks the part of a Glassblower, and is pretty ugly. He has shaved his head bald. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Glassblower arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Thervan was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Glassblower. He tends to his Glassblower job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Glassblower responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 900 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (30 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'10" and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His tied-back hair is golden. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Butcher.

Motivation: To be a Barkeep again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He usually wears his tan robe and has his greatsword always slung over his shoulder. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aust took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1900 gp.