Description: This malnourished man prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Thamior is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Bonds: Poor, In love, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Aerdeth was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Aerdeth's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Hematite (8 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Iolite (20 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tharivol grew up listening to his father's many stories. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His auburn hair is cut short. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He worked as a nervous Cook and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Cook like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (30 gp). Rose (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Laucian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He became a Scribe soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 900 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Fire opal (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Amethyst (90 gp).