Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Thamior has worked very hard to control his curse. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Hunter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Unemployed, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Family, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his small grey hat.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 22000 sp. Amethyst (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He usually wears his brown robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered brigands who tried to eat his hand. 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: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 gp.