Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: The child of a Cartwright, who enjoyed hunting, Thamior was taken on many hunting expeditions. Thamior abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Knight. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He got into the Knight business at a young age. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His red hair is knotted and matted. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a Mason first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He became a Mason soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Military, Debt. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Rolen was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Rolen's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He tends to wear a large blue jacket, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the east to a Beggar, Fivin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (6 gp).