Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses like a well dressed Stylist does. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He tends to his Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 pp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (30 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (60 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (30 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tattered old clothes. His tied-back hair is blonde. He wears a mask on 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 often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Gifted from a young age, Galinndan studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and revenge

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He likes to wear green tank tops with black pants. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is content

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a brown coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Thamior was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Impulsive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 sp.