Description: This late middle aged man wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants and is in decent physical shape. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Gilthur hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the south to a Mortician, Gilthur learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Now he works as a painting tutor during his time off.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Berrian was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a Layabout first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Mortician mother left him crippled. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2200 gp. Malachite (8 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Rose (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Banded agate (8 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down. He wears his brass crest up. His ears are large.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has wavy red hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Tharivol was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He's also a talented Spy, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. Citrine (60 gp). 1 Half-Plate.