Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Sensitive, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

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. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 3000 sp. Malachite (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dean studied abroad. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Gifted, Artistic. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.