Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 57. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Morkral was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp).

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 wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His silver crest is braided into rings. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Marshal born in the past three hundred years. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He got into the Marshal business at a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Debt. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1100 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Obsidian (6 gp).