Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 500 pp. White opal (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 6000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). White opal (500 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Jet (140 gp).