Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, blue shirt, and grey tie. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the north to a Herbalist, Dayereth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He struck the Herbalist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 600 pp. Peridot (60 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a blue vest and prefers green and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Bather who has hired him part-time. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He usually wears his brown robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He takes great joy in being the best Scribe in town.

History: Ahvain lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 Scribe. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull white iron scale mail. His head has been shaved. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Map Maker profession.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. 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; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His white hair is knotted and matted. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Aelar hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Aelar 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. Aelar 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 got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Apothecary; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Debt, Has a crush. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.