Description: This tall, slender man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 15. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He takes great joy in being the best Sage in town.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has achieved small success as a Sage.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Sard (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Weaver who has hired him part-time. 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, Beiro is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet vest and prefers green and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 pp.