Description: This man is very fat, and wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. The war was a terrible time for him, and Paelias does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Paelias was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stylist and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is golden and very short. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 Server. He's also a talented Bricklayer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in a small desert village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Insane, Sensitive, Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.