Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Salasar was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (70 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His crest is short and black. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and balancing his hectic life and new masseuse responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Red spinel (60 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Sage does. He is portly but not overly obese. He has no hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 100. 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 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. He struck the Sage job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a white costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blue crest is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mortician profession.

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. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 4000 cp. Eye agate (14 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished falchion as well. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the south to a Stylist, Trym learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Stylist and found it very stressful. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 40 gp.