Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an entirely pastel suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He uses divination through singing.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver ewer (10 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His auburn hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Map Maker business.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Theriatis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Through the years after Theriatis was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Theriatis's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tourmaline (130 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Aelar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Junk Dealer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and balancing his hectic life and new junk dealer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1000 gp. Iolite (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp).