Description: This late middle aged man wears a blue vest and prefers brown and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down and is in decent physical shape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Justin liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Eye agate (6 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Charles has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears just a black suit. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Bowyer. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He's also a talented Gardener, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Military, Slave, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp. Old masterpiece painting (400 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Clerebold embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His first spouse was a Dyer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Clerebold never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 46000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.