Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe, marred by chocolates. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Thamior was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thamior 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 Thamior. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has blue eyes and a tan hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is a Apothecary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (140 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When Peren reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 9000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (90 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1500 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp).

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears dull green sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is afraid of men and trembles around them

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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1200 gp. Hematite (14 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). White pearl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has gray eyes and a pastel hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: Tharivol 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. A true patriot, Tharivol would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After months of barely getting by, Tharivol managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.