Description: He stands about 6'8" and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His crest is cut close to his head. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bellfounder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Passionate, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Marshal does. He is physically well-built. He wears his gold crest down. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. 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 several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He keeps his long purple hair kept up in a rat tail. 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 runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Glassblower arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Deep green spinel (100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His brown hair is cut short. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Efferil lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 120 gp.