Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and tan robe with the hood down. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Masseuse born in the past three hundred years. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the south to a Masseuse, Aramil learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Mundane, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 340 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and he perpetually has his sai ready. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Eiravel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp. Red garnet (90 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and yellow handkerchief worn on his left side. His tied-back hair is red. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 Baker. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Baker responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 pp. Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.