Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears just a brown suit. His hair is short and white. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He takes great joy in being the best Soapmaker in town.

History: Tharivol was born with his father's beautiful face. In his youth he was a Junk Dealer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (50 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2800 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (50 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a white shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and white pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red spinel (110 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: He wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born in the south to a Dyer, Laucian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears baggy green pantaloons and a red scarf, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 900 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat, he is not a threatening figure. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Varis hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting orcs, the young Varis began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Varis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 40000 cp.