Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thamior was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1200 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Amber (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is auburn and very short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

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 obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep green spinel (160 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. His silver hair is knotted and matted. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He now mingles about in high society.

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 is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1600 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Fire opal (800 gp).

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tattered old clothes. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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 can speak with the recently deceased. He is a great chef.

History: Rolen was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 west. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.