Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist, Forgetful, Disease. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 pp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'7" when asserting himself. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Riardon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Riardon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Scribe, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (140 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Dyer business.

History: Erevan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Dyer. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a crown-heir again

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 pp. Violet garnet (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.