Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has dyed his greying purple hair a little too much giving a sharp purple color. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Unemployed father left him crippled. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is typically in her Sellsword uniform, and she perpetually has her whip ready. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Bricklayer profession.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Lezre was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Lezre's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Sellsword for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Sellsword responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A 6'5" eastern woman, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, white shirt, and black tie. She has styled her brass crest well, parting it to the right. Her ears are large.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Her parents enrolled her in a Rogue school at a young age so that she could practice her psionic talents. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and retire the richest woman in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 210 gp. Coral (50 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a hand crossbow on his belt, marred by sweets. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Being a Assassin kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp. Black opal (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp).