Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Stylist who has hired him part-time. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Knight. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He very much looks the part of a Masseuse. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 66. 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 does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Masseuse soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Hunter was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Dyer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and is pretty ugly. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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. Balimaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Beggar for the past few years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 3000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fortune-teller profession.

History: He got into the Shepherd business at a young age. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He struck the Shepherd job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 700 gp.