Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a black shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp. Rose (50 gp). Azurite (9 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his black hair down. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Chad was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Rose (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is short and black. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a Apothecary, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has moderate length blonde hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Soapmaker born in the past three hundred years. The war was a terrible time for him, and Drogo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. The war was a terrible time for him, and Robert does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Robert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Good lock.