Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has chestnut hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born in the south to a Locksmith, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He tends to his Locksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a fortune-teller again

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Immeral was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Insane, Forgetful, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His childhood dream was to be a Laborer, but he was a colossal failure. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.