Description: He stands about 4'9" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Thamior was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (70 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Immeral 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. Immeral decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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 money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His head has been shaved. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Seamstress father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 7000 gp. Jade (70 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Sard (30 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 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.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Carter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Bricklayer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 120 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: He wears a white coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. 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 considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Naill took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2600 gp. Azurite (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp).