Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new carter responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Peridot (60 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Performer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Performer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Performer.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Korfel embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. 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, Korfel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Korfel was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Performer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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's repulsed by the PC; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 6000 gp. Silver pearl (80 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).

Description: Standing 4'9", this man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are brown.

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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Thervan 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. Thervan 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 sp. White pearl (150 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.