Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tan vest and prefers white and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2000 sp. Black pearl (900 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp).

Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Performer does, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He wears an eyepatch.

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. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Actor and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She very much looks the part of a Blacksmith. She carries a battered scimitar and tarnished mace as well. Her hair is cut close to her head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Avice was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Blacksmith. She has achieved small success as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and human compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.