Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is a Spice Merchant first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Ruler they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Spice Merchant, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rose (40 gp). Coral (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp).

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers white and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Thervan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (30 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1500 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He has no hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Riardon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He takes great joy in being the best Armorer in town.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.