Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is dressed in an above average manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has moderate length silver crest. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Kaladan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 2000 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Emerald (1500 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Amber (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a simple grey robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born into a rich family. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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 feels threatened by others

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and is pretty ugly. His brown fur is knotted and matted. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. The war was a terrible time for him, and Cloak does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 4000 cp. 4 Holy water.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull red iron scale mail, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Servant responsibilities is difficult; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Chalcedony (50 gp).