Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker tan hat.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His gold crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Ruler arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 north. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 gp. Fire opal (500 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is typically in his Barkeep uniform. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 north. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 6000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Sard (70 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morgran grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Morgran reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Military, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 700 sp. Jet (50 gp). 3 Antitoxin.