Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When Thamior reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Doctor for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and balancing his hectic life and new doctor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black pearl (1600 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'10" and sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Solid gold idol (300 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (20 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). A small bag of saffron. (20 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: This man tends to wear a large grey jacket. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Galinndan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Map Maker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1200 gp).