Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a simple white robe with green stripes complete with hood. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Thamior was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fisher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man 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 muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted, Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Zircon (40 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'8". He wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the east. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Banker. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Banker.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 gp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).