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. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Thamior wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Occupation: Sage

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a white wide-brimmed hat and white clothes. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in the west to a Sculptor, Riardon learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He became a Sculptor soon after.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Azurite (8 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Jasper (20 gp).