Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and carries pickaxes. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Farmer who has hired him part-time. 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, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Erevan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Roofer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Moss agate (4 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He takes great joy in being the best Jeweler in town.

History: He was born in the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Jeweler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Jeweler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To be a Herbalist again.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 230 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is long and silver with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 20. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Erevan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Star rose quartz (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Rose (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp).