Description: This man wears a blue vest and prefers grey and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He likes to wear yellow tank tops with black pants. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: Miles was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stylist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stylist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a gardener again

Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He wears a pastel collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is cut short. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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 raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Patrick took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His white hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Mortician, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 30000 cp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.