Description: This man wears dull blue sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a Barber first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barber responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 3'6" eastern man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Fibblestib is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fibblestib does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Fibblestib took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Military, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Bulzo was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Bulzo decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He takes great joy in being the best Apothecary in town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. 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: To clean up the streets.

Bonds: Guardian, Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. His head has been shaved. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Argran is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 4000 sp.