Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He got into the Tailor business at a young age. Eiravel was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Tailor. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 30 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'0" when asserting himself. His silver hair is long and unkept. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Brottor was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Brottor was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 60 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She tends to wear a large black jacket. Her hair is chestnut and curly. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Tagga is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 3'2" and muscular, this southern man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.