Description: A 5'11" eastern man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Aerdeth reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Aerdeth and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 150 gp. Banded agate (7 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 190 gp. 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 41. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Corkitron was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Assassin. He's also a talented Mortician, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: A 5'10" western man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his gray fur in a flapper bob. His eyes are copper and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a Navigator, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Healer’s kit.