Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and sickles. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Calcitro hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is lean but muscular and typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Cartwright arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cartwright for the past few years.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to be a miner again

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Fivin hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Fivin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Fivin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Healer and was forced into it by his family; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 160 gp.