Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Blue-white diamond (6000 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Coral (160 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise gray.

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. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of orcs 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.