Description: He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 pp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 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.

Description: This eastern man wears a tan collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is black and curly. His face is scarred and worn.

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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. Thamior was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mortician. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moss agate (7 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are green and catlike.

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 is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sailor and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.