Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He takes great joy in being the best Masseuse in town.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He struck the Masseuse job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 160 pp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has wavy red hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Fletcher. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the south to a Fletcher, Thamior learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. During his travels, Thamior and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Thamior discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Thamior fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rose (60 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown vest and prefers blue and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has moderate length white hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears just a grey suit. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Ivellios was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ivellios decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 10000 sp. Black pearl (1400 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing a long, white cloak. He wears his brown hair down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 70. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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 got into the Marshal business at a young age. Vanuath was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He became a Marshal soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 6000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp).