Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His golden hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in the west to a Crown-heir, Fonkin learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He tends to his Crown-heir job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 180 gp. Tourmaline (130 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Rolen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A 6'8" northern man, he is typically in his Architect uniform. His orange fur is greasy and uncared for. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Aura abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Crown-heir. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born into a rich family. A gifted student he started as a Sculptor, but he got bored and became a Crown-heir. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Crown-heir.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 160 gp.