Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has moderate length red hair. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Through the years after Thamior was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Thamior's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 7000 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Enialis 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. Enialis 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

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

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Armorer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Red spinel (150 gp). Peridot (40 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Amber (150 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, brown shirt, and grey tie. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Fletcher. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Korfel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 500 pp. Black star sapphire (500 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, marred by beers. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His ears are large.

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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 900 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).