Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a violet tunic with black highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

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. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has achieved small success as a Carter.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to be a locksmith again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has moderate length golden hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: Beiro lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears green trousers with brown and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Riardon was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 14000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.