Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an entirely green suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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 to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Barrister they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 900 pp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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 is content.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Jade (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and is pretty ugly. He has a very tight haircut. His ears are large.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Efferil's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.