Description: An older man who is typically in his Server uniform, he is not a threatening figure. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Whurbin speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Whurbin lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Bounty Hunter, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a simple pastel robe with blue stripes complete with hood. He has styled his black fur well, parting it to the left. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born to a Baker, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His first spouse was a Baker, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Baker they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Crown-heir, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears professional attire. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 130 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp).

Description: An older woman who is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Slave Trader, she is not a threatening figure. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Slave Trader born in the past three hundred years. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. His silver hair is braided into rings. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: William speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 sp.