Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely violet suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Shoemaker born in the past three hundred years. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat, and is pretty ugly. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Soveliss hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is content

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise green.

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 is an amazing painter.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gennal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 2200 gp. Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp.