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 white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He is baby faced.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Stylist born in the past three hundred years. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Ralf was born the youngest of three triplets. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has worked as a Stylist like his father before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2400 gp. Pink pearl (100 gp). Black star sapphire (1100 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Coral (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses like a well dressed Weaver does. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Iolite (50 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time and is in decent physical shape. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1400 gp. Violet garnet (1300 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, brown shirt, and blue tie. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 36000 sp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Mindartis wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.