Description: He wears a green tunic with brown highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Lamlis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Solid gold idol (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and he perpetually has his hand crossbow ready. His hair is chestnut and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dayereth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He is physically well-built. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.