Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2000 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Emerald (1600 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Azaki is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the south to a Mayor, Azaki learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mayor. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to be a bellfounder again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mayor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mayor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Vanuath never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, In love. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Blue star sapphire (900 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 4'10". He wears an entirely red suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish, Mundane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Mason. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Thervan was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mason. He's also a talented Shepherd, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). 1 Medium magic item.