Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jasper (30 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He very much looks the part of a Mercenary. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 31000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'8". He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and his gloved hand is found clutching a greataxe. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Debt. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.