Description: This man wears a fancy green suit, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is auburn and curly. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the east to a Dilettante, Thamior learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, marred by sweets. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is braided into rings. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his youth he was a Junk Dealer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Fivin was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.