Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He takes great joy in being the best Engraver in town.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new engraver responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Malachite (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He is portly but not overly obese. He has brown hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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: Quarion lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Quarion never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Family, In love, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2500 sp. Pink pearl (130 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. 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 can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Carrie hails from a village terrorized by giants. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Gifted, Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1300 sp. Alexandrite (700 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His black hair is knotted and matted. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His first spouse was a Mayor, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.