Description: This northern man wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

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 underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This man wears a white cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears a black vest and prefers white and grey shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She has slicked back white hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Locksmith father left her crippled. She has never given up on her poetry dream.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Disease. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears black trousers with brown and white striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length white hair. Her fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was born into a rich family. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Elysande took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor she uses now. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and money/treasure

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Full Plate.