Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of goblins

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Jet (140 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He is physically well-built. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Riardon was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 pp. Jet (140 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Jet (140 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Malachite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he tends to wear a large black jacket. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: Erevan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Erevan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp.