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 typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When Thamior reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eye agate (6 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a green tunic with grey highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 900 pp. Banded agate (12 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished glaive as well. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Onyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.