Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Map Maker born in the past three hundred years. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Map Maker business.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Oloric took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He tends to his Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Krusk took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His black crest is thinning but still full. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and money/treasure

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This southern man is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His clothes are grease stained in places. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Deep green spinel (70 gp).