Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Thamior hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Trained by his mother 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 mother 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. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Black opal (500 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Hematite (10 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and pastel handkerchief worn on his left side. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the south to a Scribe, Berrian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Server, but he was a colossal failure. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp. White pearl (140 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Citrine (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He bought a morningstar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Revenge; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.