Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sellsword. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Thamior hails from a village terrorized by drow. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He bought a morningstar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to be a brewer again

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has red hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed blue hat.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born in the north. 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 dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 31000 sp. Eye agate (5 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His white hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.