Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: Theriatis hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Masseuse profession.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Painter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Painter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold music box (1000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp). 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 dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with yellow slacks. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is a Laborer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Laborer for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Laborer responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (14 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a grey scarf. He wears his white 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 snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 pp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 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.