Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a blue shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When Thamior reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 worked as a Hunter like his father before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sai. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Quarion was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Courier hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and doesn't want to be a courier and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Poor, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Thervan and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Thervan discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Thervan fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.