Description: He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and carries kukris. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Don fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (900 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in an above average manner. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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 terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). White opal (400 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Koth was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Black pearl (900 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also hits on men, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.