Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a hunchback. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 pp. Zircon (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Malachite (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'0" eastern man, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His silver hair is lengthy. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 south. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Eiravel speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 28000 sp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (160 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (160 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp).