Description: A 6'2" western man, he wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He has shaved his head bald. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears a fancy white suit. His silver hair is cut short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Calcitro hails from a village terrorized by brigands. After coming to the age of reason, Calcitro took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Calcitro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Baker; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This woman is dressed in a clean green cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on her left hand. She has moderate length white hair. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In her 13th year, her parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Ishte alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shepherd.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a yellow shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and black pants. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.