Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a white armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Ahvain wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Body Guard. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'2" and is typically in his Stylist uniform. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Revenge; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 40. 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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Stylist business.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Mozû took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dilettante hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2400 sp.