Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has auburn hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Aramil was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Blacksmith. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His ears are large.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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 mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 pp. Citrine (60 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).