Description: This late middle aged man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time and is in decent physical shape. His hair is short and brown. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Lamlis was born with his father's beautiful face. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mayor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a large black jacket. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gifted student he started as a Mortician, but he got bored and became a Scribe. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Military, Slave, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has no hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp).

Description: A 4'9" western man, he wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During his travels, Caeldrim and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Caeldrim discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Caeldrim fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2500 pp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Jet (90 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Rose (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Coral (90 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Peridot (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mercenary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 7000 sp.