Description: 5'1" and muscular, this northern man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born in a small forest village. One day when Thamior was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Thamior was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Junk Dealer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Addict, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 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.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His hair is red and very short. 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 cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Vanuath enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chalcedony (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.