Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Sard (30 gp).

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She is dressed in an above average manner. She has a long white ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Stacee hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her writing career. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Stacee hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and expand her business

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has moderate length purple hair. His white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a trident on his belt. His white hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.