Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Greedy. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Halimath embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Baker. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Rose (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'7" and muscular, this eastern man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with green slacks. His chestnut hair is still thick. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lamlis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Lamlis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 17000 sp.