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 golden hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Mindartis hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 6000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This southern man wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Thamior hails from a village terrorized by drow. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying south to reunite his family. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, white shirt, and grey tie. He is an epitome of beauty. His black hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Riardon's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Riardon lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Spy, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a spice merchant and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.