Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tailor responsibilities is difficult; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull green iron scale mail. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: Born in the north to a Slave Trader, Vilberg learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Job, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 cp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp).

Description: This malnourished man sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.