Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. 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 blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born into a rich family. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 110 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Red garnet (90 gp).

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a black collared shirt and green skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her copper crest is heavily combed to the right. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 9000 cp. Amethyst (130 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is content.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 sp.