Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has golden hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mason and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Banded agate (8 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Jet (60 gp). Amber (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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 at the edge of vast island. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 sp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Jade (60 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Lucan studied abroad. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lucan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a violet suit, yellow shirt, and red tie, and is pretty ugly. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His childhood dream was to be a Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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, Thervan 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 mother. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 17000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.