Description: This dark-skinned male wears a red cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Thamior is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thamior was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Amethyst (70 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). White opal (600 gp). White opal (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 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 attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in a small island village. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Thervan has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 600 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His black hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a Mason, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his blonde hair down. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in the south to a Bellfounder, Aramil learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 700 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp).