Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Paelias took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is typically in his Mortician uniform. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Justice, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1800 gp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Banded agate (6 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Berrian was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Roofer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing a long, tan cloak. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his father's many stories. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 50 pp. Sard (40 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears grey trousers with green and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born in a small island village. Thervan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.