Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time, marred by sweets. He has moderate length blonde hair. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Shoemaker born in the past three hundred years. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Adran alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he dresses like a well dressed Fletcher does. His white hair is knotted and matted. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fletcher responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1300 gp. Silver pearl (70 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Rose (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is brown and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is a Bather first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He got into the Bather business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bather work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bather 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 Bather.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 60000 cp. Sard (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and carries scythes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Dreali speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 600 gp. Zircon (20 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Zircon (20 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears an entirely white suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Raer 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. Raer decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is content; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).