Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants, marred by chocolates. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. A freak accident while working with his Stylist mother left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Violet garnet (700 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is chestnut and curly. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Lance was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Priest. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he very much looks the part of a Carpenter. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Carpenter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He worked as a nervous Carpenter and found it very stressful. He tends to his Carpenter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This late middle aged man is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His ears are large.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Everard lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is golden and curly. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 10000 cp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.