Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamior will drive conversation. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1500 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has shaved his head bald. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Hadarai was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Detective hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He very much looks the part of a Map Maker. His black hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

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. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Enialis grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Enialis. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 170 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Adran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Locksmith. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and doesn't want to be a locksmith and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears just a brown suit. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Revenge; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.