Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Citrine (80 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Malachite (7 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is red and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Trym took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 4 Thunderstones.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: The child of a Miner, who enjoyed hunting, Aramil was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Druuk's homeland. Druuk decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Druuk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3200 sp. White opal (400 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Superior lock. 1 Silk rope. 1 Magnifying glass.