Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His chestnut hair is cut short. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp. Obsidian (12 gp). Sard (50 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Fire opal (400 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He sports a flattop hair cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Erevan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: Many orcs want him driven away; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Riardon lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Performer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Silver pearl (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp).

Description: This man tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a Bellfounder first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 6000 gp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born into a rich family. Being born in the east, 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 east 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: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.