Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Thamior was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Rose (60 gp). Amber (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak, and he perpetually has his sword ready. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Malachite (15 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.