Description: This slender man stands about 4'1". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Kilvar 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. Kilvar 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. After months of barely getting by, Kilvar managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear flannel. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Therai was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Tailor, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears long strands of sapphire and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths and is in decent physical shape. His yellow fur is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Left-Handed grew up listening to his father's many stories. Through the years after Left-Handed was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Left-Handed's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is physically well-built. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is auburn and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Ar-Karo 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 10 pp.