Description: This tall, slender man is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length gold crest. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright yellow and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Aramil lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Aramil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Brewer like his father before him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. Blue sapphire (500 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Sard (70 gp).

Description: 4'5" and muscular, this southern man wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple grey robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.