Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Varis wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Expert, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 500 sp. Moss agate (14 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has moderate length silver hair. His ears are large.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Being a Soapmaker kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 700 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).

Description: This man wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Nuraval was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 15000 cp. Jet (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He very much looks the part of a Sailor. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sailor.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in the north to a Barber, Morg learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp).