Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamior will drive conversation. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

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 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 pp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears just a black suit. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Immeral was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Sard (30 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Malachite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Gifted from a young age, Arannis studied abroad. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Black star sapphire (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.