Description: This late middle aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His first spouse was a Hunter, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His bronze crest, when down, is lengthy. He has a tattooed face.

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 is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Shamash was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Shamash decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. After months of barely getting by, Shamash managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: In love, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His copper crest is matted, messy, and big. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Mozikth hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp. Peridot (70 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a worn and beaten armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Namfoodle was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Namfoodle decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.