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 wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Erdan was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dyer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. His tied-back hair is blonde. His ears are large.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Baker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Malachite (7 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Chalcedony (80 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 red hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.