Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a grey deerstalker hat and grey clothes. His auburn hair is cut short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Kilvar was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Miller, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Family, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brass crest is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'3". He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Darrow took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: A 5'6" eastern man, he wears professional attire. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 Mortician. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. Black star sapphire (1600 gp). 1 Good lock. 1 Good lock.

Description: This woman is very fat, and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her lavender fur is braided into rings. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.