Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is golden and very short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Vilberg was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Jeweler. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

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. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She stands about 4'9" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her purple hair is thinning but still full. Her silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: She is a Jackalwere in disguise. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable.

Flaws: Addict, Terse. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. Red spinel (120 gp).

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy red crest. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has a hunchback. Her crest is red and curly. Her eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.