Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a club on his belt. He has a very tight haircut. He has violet eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aramil's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He takes great joy in being the best Priest in town.

History: Born to a Bricklayer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his youth he was a Bricklayer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).

Description: This malnourished man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. 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 has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A freak accident while working with his Slave Trader father left him crippled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. A true patriot, Duergath would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His rusty crest is long and unkept. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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 is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 sp.