Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a yellow shirt with thin red vertical stripes and green pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He tends to his Glassblower job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Job, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 pp. White pearl (100 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a kukri on his belt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 4000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.