Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his father's many stories. Thamior abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 gp.

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 an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eye agate (6 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Canary diamond (2000 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Star ruby (800 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Onyx (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a black tunic with grey highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is auburn and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He struck the Armorer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Butcher again.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.