Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: He was born in the east. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bookbinder and was forced into it by his family; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 800 gp. Sard (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His fur is brown and very short. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1300 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2700 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp).

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and she perpetually has her flail ready. Her red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. The war was a terrible time for her, and Emmeline does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Emmeline was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 80000 cp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her black eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Markosian took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.