Description: 6'8" and muscular, this eastern man wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His crest is rusty, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

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 uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. His long red crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He takes great joy in being the best Dilettante in town.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying east to reunite his family. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Dilettante for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a bowyer again

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a yellow costume with the symbols of luck on her torso. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 85. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. Baelitae liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To unite with her sister.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military, Nature, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Bowyer does. He carries a battered rapier and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His brown fur is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a black scarf. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His golden hair is cut short. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gifted from a young age, Koeth studied abroad. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Koeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp).