Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. His white hair is knotted and matted. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Stylist born in the past three hundred years. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Everard lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. After a long history of fighting, Everard and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Family, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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: Everard 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 was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Healer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, marred by teas. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Patrick is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He married young, but lost his spouse to giants. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 5 Acid flasks. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: 6'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gifted student he started as a Priest, but he got bored and became a Miner. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Miner for hire.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his chestnut hair up. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Gifted from a young age, Lewis studied abroad. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.