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. He has a very tight haircut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Sard (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Citrine (70 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (160 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (160 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1200 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is always cut to a buzz. 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 is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Enialis was born the youngest of three triplets. Enialis abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 3000 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.