Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair is braided into rings. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Soapmaker and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp. Solid gold idol (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 tends to his Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stylist and was forced into it by his family.

Bonds: Job, Family, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Sard (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His chestnut hair is cut short. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Lucan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Lucan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, In love, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Emerald (800 gp).