Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing a long, grey cloak. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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, Lamlis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Lamlis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2000 gp. Hematite (7 gp). Coral (110 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. His hair is auburn and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Theriatis's homeland. Theriatis decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 900 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Jet (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He married young, but lost his spouse to goblins. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (700 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His brown hair is braided into rings. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp.