Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. He has moderate length blue hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Purson was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Tailor and found it very stressful. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tailor responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears long strands of sapphire and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a hunchback. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are brown.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Feldûsh has worked very hard to control his curse. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Rock crystal (70 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Coral (160 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has no hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 24. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He is greedy; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Shoemaker business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 tends to his Shoemaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Riardon took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1400 gp.