Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a Roofer, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 120 pp. White pearl (140 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a black collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a great chef.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Crown-heir father left him crippled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Golden pearl (60 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Bricklayer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jet (100 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 4'8". He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has red hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Hadarai's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Hadarai never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Military, In love. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 600 gp. Citrine (70 gp).