Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a simple yellow robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a green shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp).