Description: A 4'9" northern man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Thamior enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Engraver. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To be a Courier again; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tourmaline (130 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Obsidian (15 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has shaved his head bald. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Baker born in the past three hundred years. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in the east to a Baker, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aramil grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (60 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp).