Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad grey hat.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Stylist. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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 raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gardain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: This man is typically in his Painter uniform. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. He has styled his lavender fur well, parting it to the left. His copper eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He became a Painter soon after.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the north. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a Bather first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bather hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bather.

Motivation: To be a Merchant again; and balancing his hectic life and new bather responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.