Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is white and curly. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. 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: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Thamior was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Thamior was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and elven compassion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather, and carries longswords. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are gray and beady.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erdan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1900 gp. Golden pearl (140 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Citrine (30 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He takes great joy in being the best Sellsword in town.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sellsword for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Laborer. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the west to a Laborer, Vanuath learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Laborer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Laborer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Laborer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 sp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Hematite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Erevan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bellfounder and was forced into it by his family; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1900 gp.