Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an entirely green suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. A true patriot, Eiravel would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (10 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in an above average manner. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top brown hat.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Berrian was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Berrian 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: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 pp. Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man very much looks the part of a Carter, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His ears are large.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Carter. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Shy. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.