Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He has moderate length blonde hair. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Lamlis wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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, Lamlis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When Lamlis reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 became a Body Guard soon after.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Immeral was born with his mother's beautiful face. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a red vest and prefers tan and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a very tight haircut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A gifted student he started as a Spy, but he got bored and became a Bowyer. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His red hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He became a Laborer soon after.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.