Description: This man wears a tan vest and prefers green and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Laucian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). White opal (600 gp).

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and red handkerchief worn on his right side. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 5000 gp. Tourmaline (80 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Rose (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp).

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born in the north. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Amber (100 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp).