Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His golden hair is cut short. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a Baker first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Galinndan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Baker.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Masseuse profession.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Raer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He became a Actor soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Tourmaline (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Sard (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Rose (50 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). Banded agate (8 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'10" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He has brown hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Dreali hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Dreali hails from a village terrorized by brigands. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp.