Description: 4'8" and muscular, this eastern man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 6000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Jet (90 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Iolite (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a white feathered hat and white clothes, marred by beers. He wears his brown hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Tharivol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 north. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: In love, Job, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Fortune-teller. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student he started as a Bather, but he got bored and became a Fortune-teller. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1200 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp).