Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. After coming to the age of reason, Thamior took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. He sports a flattop hair cut. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 pp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His tied-back hair is silver. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He got into the Roofer business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Passionate, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).