Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Stylist. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 Stylist. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ahvain was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: To be a Shepherd again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Solid gold idol (900 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He wears his chestnut hair down. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available he will default to his monstrous two handed axe. His golden hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Galinndan 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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 3100 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

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 also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Berrian reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 16000 sp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Jade (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When Rolen reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.