Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

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, Ivellios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 4000 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a green coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He is typically in his Armorer uniform. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His silver hair is braided into rings. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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's also a talented Detective, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).