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 like a well dressed Mortician does. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Aerdeth was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Assassin, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Jasper (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. 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 tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 17000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Tharivol hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Obsidian (9 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Jet (60 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.