Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Soveliss was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 became a Stylist soon after.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson blue hat.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black opal (1100 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Sard (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

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 dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Naeris took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (700 gp).