Description: This tall, slender man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His hair is black and curly. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ruler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ruler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and expand his business

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Azurite (12 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'4". He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Spice Merchant born in the past three hundred years. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Spice Merchant responsibilities is difficult; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her tied-back hair is red. She has violet eyes.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She is renowned for her bright grey dresses and hats. Her black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Hugolina was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Hugolina's homeland. Hugolina decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.