Description: He wears a white shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Thamior was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Thamior decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is physically well-built. He has shaved his head bald. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born in the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's in love

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Architect for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 90 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (160 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 gp. Hematite (5 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Moonstone (80 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries a battered flail and tarnished crossbow as well. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp.