Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his golden hair up. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 900 pp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Jet (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his club ready. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has amber eyes and a pastel hat with a white feather.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Rolen was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stylist and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a brown collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born into a rich family. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Dyer and was forced into it by his family; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp. Azurite (12 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Amber (150 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Rose (70 gp). 1 Medium magic item.