Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 45. 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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Doctor business.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Persistence, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Alexandrite (1100 gp). Fire opal (900 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Eye agate (8 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Ahvain hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Ahvain was born with his mother's beautiful face. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. During his travels, Ahvain and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ahvain discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ahvain fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Pink pearl (80 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). White opal (1200 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'11" and muscular, this southern man wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. 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: Born to a Sculptor, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Painter.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.