Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and carries whips. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Stylist born in the past three hundred years. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Slave, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Weaver uniform. He has no hair. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Layabout profession.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a blue scarf, marred by chocolates. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 800 gp. Red spinel (90 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp).

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown fur is knotted and matted. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 34. 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 has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp).