Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tan trousers with green and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Hadarai hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Hadarai was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Hourglass.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a hand crossbow on his belt. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. The war was a terrible time for him, and Paelias does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Paelias has worked very hard to control his curse. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is braided into rings. 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 can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Crowbar.