Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is physically well-built. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He uses divination through singing.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Tharivol took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: A 5'5" western man, he wears a pastel shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are gray.

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 a great chef.

History: He was born in the west. Aust was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Map Maker. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's in love; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep green spinel (40 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Jade (40 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

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. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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. Theren took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Sailor.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1600 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He got into the Dilettante business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To be a Armorer again.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He very much looks the part of a Mortician. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.