Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is black, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Direcris was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Direcris's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a simple grey robe with white stripes complete with hood. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants, and is pretty ugly. Her silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Tailor. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her childhood dream was to be a Spice Merchant, but she was a colossal failure. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a blue tunic with pastel highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a Miller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the west to a Miller, Paelias learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Miller soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Morkral was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 380 gp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Jet (100 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp).