Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black vest and prefers tan and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. Her golden hair is long and unkept. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She got into the Glassblower business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Marshal, but she was a colossal failure. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Aldous was born the youngest of three triplets. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family, Debt. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Reynard lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Ploughman they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stylist and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 800 gp.