Description: This southern man usually wears his red robe and has his kukri always slung over his shoulder. His clothes are grease stained in places. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Masseuse business.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Baker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Soapmaker does. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Soapmaker born in the past three hundred years. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Berrian reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He became a Soapmaker soon after.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He bought a sai and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

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 takes great joy in being the best Cartwright in town.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cartwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1300 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.