Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Gerbo reached his early adolescence his Gnome mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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 clean up the streets; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Military, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears dull green sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case. His red crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the east to a Sculptor, Nadarr learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'6". He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and his gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. His fur is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He got into the Apothecary business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Apothecary.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Sculptor, but he was a colossal failure. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. White pearl (100 gp).