Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. A gifted student he started as a Sculptor, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 pp. Eye agate (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Jade (40 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat and is in decent physical shape. He sports a flattop hair cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He takes great joy in being the best Banker in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and money/treasure

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Canary diamond (5000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Azurite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has shaved his head bald. His ears are large.

Personality: Thervan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stylist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stylist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 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.