Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses like a well dressed Stylist does. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She has a missing right arm. She is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her ears are large.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Ishte was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Ishte took it upon herself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Jasper (50 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Erdan embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. 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, Erdan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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 sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she is wearing a long, brown cloak. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. A gifted student she started as a Bather, but she got bored and became a Barkeep. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Barkeep for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 130 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (30 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 13. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Vlorn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Vlorn and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp).