Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in the south to a Stylist, Thomas learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has worked as a Stylist like his mother before him.

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

Flaws: Sensitive, Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His head has been shaved. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. After a long history of fighting, Theobald and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tattered old clothes. His hair is brown and curly. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 18000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his white hair up. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Frederick abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp.