Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with black slacks. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Paelias was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Sailor, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He tends to his Actor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and balancing his hectic life and new actor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His purple hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are silver.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. His rusty crest is knotted and matted. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quarethon grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quarethon. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has done his best to style his orange fur to look like a famous performer. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Spring fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Silver holy symbol.