Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His white hair is still thick. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is red and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Gilbert hails from a village terrorized by illithids. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (160 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His crest is blue and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 80000 cp.