Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is typically in his Soapmaker uniform. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Soapmaker. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1200 gp.

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 an entirely tan suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Crown-heir but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Lamlis has worked very hard to control his curse. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 8000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (160 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Naal was born with his father's beautiful face. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Philantrophist, Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 8000 gp. Eye agate (5 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Brown diamond (2000 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Fire opal (1100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: 4'10" and muscular, this southern man tends to wear a large brown jacket. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His ears are large.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Gold music box (4000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.