Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: Born to a Gardener, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 pp. Aquamarine (1600 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Iolite (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Jet (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp).

Description: He is typically in his Masseuse uniform. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a great chef.

History: Aust was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 pp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.