Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His hair is short and golden. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Thamior is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the west to a Body Guard, Thamior learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He bought a sai and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jet (100 gp). Amber (100 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Black star sapphire (1000 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Eiravel was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 pp. Black star sapphire (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.