Description: This man wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. He has taken up work as a Stylist and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is greedy; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 4000 sp. Aquamarine (800 gp).

Description: An older man who is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, he is not a threatening figure. His crest is green and very short. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Courier arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Courier

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is green, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. Her white hair is braided into rings. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She very much looks the part of a Server. Her silver hair is lengthy. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Marigold was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Server. She has worked as a Server like her father before her.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.