Description: This light-skinned male prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Black opal (1300 gp). Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears dull black sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Soapmaker, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. 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 tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.