Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, red cloak. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Apothecary profession.

History: Erevan was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Barber for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 600 gp. Carnelian (70 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is black and very short. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He uses divination through singing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thamior studied abroad. 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 found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Banker mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull white iron scale mail. His hair is long and red with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Halimath lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. Being a Herbalist kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.