Description: He wears a white Stetson hat and white clothes. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in the west to a Fortune-teller, Fargas learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 250 pp. Obsidian (11 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Jade (80 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'9", this man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has green eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Glassblower born in the past three hundred years. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Drogo was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Glassblower. He has achieved small success as a Glassblower.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Bonds: Job, Family, Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This light-skinned male is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, pastel shirt, and tan tie. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Gimgen's homeland. Gimgen decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimgen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Blue star sapphire (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. 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: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 50 gp.