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 is dressed in earthy colors with a white and black handkerchief worn on his right side. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Tordek was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Dyer. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: This malnourished man has the majority of his body covered in plate. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has wavy silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. 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. Ahrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stylist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stylist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Stylist like his father before him.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.