Description: He wears a white shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Soveliss does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Soveliss was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When Soveliss reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

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

Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Family, Military, Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3000 gp. Emerald (500 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown vest and prefers green and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears his auburn hair down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Painter profession.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp).

Description: He wears long strands of emerald and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is portly but not overly obese. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His childhood dream was to be a Junk Dealer, but he was a colossal failure. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To be a Junk Dealer again; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 gp.