Description: He stands about 5'4" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. 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 raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Baker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (700 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Emerald (1400 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Coral (110 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is short and brown. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Quarion was born the youngest of three triplets. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mousy voice

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