Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Brewer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Shoemaker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 sp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and revenge

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 14000 sp. Red garnet (110 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). White opal (600 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Uthemar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a pastel costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the west to a Seamstress, Immeral learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has achieved small success as a Seamstress.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he has a crush on the local bather

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 90000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, black shirt, and blue tie. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Immeral's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 2000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.