Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Thamior has worked very hard to control his curse. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 19000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and is typically in his Merchant uniform. His golden hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an entirely green suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'8" and prefers to wear flannel. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aelar 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 able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and elven compassion

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mason

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 8000 gp. 1 Medium 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 bulky brown painted plate armor. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Arannis 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. 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 found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.