Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is an epitome of beauty. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Soveliss lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Doctor they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Fire opal (400 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.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Tharivol was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Artistic, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and brown robe with the hood down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp).