Description: He wears long strands of jet and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished bastard sword as well. His blue hair is braided into rings. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Iados was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To be a Miller again.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'7". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His dark red hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Melech's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Melech enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Soapmaker father left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Knight

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his nunchaku. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Hagren was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new weaver responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is silver and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Lucan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.