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 head has been shaved. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He takes great joy in being the best Mortician in town.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Koeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Citrine (20 gp). Black star sapphire (1500 gp). Amber (150 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Malachite (14 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His auburn hair is lengthy. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jet (110 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Sard (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His blonde hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Thervan is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and doesn't want to be a mayor and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Amber (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). 1 Medium magic item.