Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a grey shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Unemployed. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Unemployed; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, In love. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 pp. Citrine (70 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an entirely white suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp).

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scythe, just in case. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He has hazel eyes and a violet hat with a brown feather.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Fivin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Star rose quartz (60 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.