Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries a battered greataxe and tarnished lance as well. He has no hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Thamior was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and dresses like a well dressed Locksmith does. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Locksmith.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a Dilettante first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 Dilettante. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and expand his business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 500 gp. Banded agate (12 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Gold music box (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Fivin hails from a village terrorized by giants. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 gp.