Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his purple hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Skamos was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Skamos abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 160 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. A true patriot, Jebeddo would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Jebeddo was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. During his travels, Jebeddo and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Jebeddo discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Jebeddo fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to protect his home

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 32000 sp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He usually wears his brown robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Nalral's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Nalral was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.