Description: This man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His fierce green 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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Enialis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is content

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A 3'3" eastern man, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Assassin. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Assassin born in the past three hundred years. He takes great joy in being the best Assassin in town.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Healer; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Astar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He struck the Stylist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. He is physically well-built. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Oloric reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Crown-heir but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Pacifist, Fighting. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. Eye agate (13 gp).