Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 44000 sp.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears baggy white pantaloons and a grey scarf. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Ombul liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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 fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp).

Description: A 4'7" northern man, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and he perpetually has his whip ready. He keeps his brown fur in a pixie cut. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

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. Cloak was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Cloak decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Banded mail.