Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Abad was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He struck the Bowyer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (500 gp). Red spinel (40 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe, marred by teas. His blonde hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Vondal's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 2000 cp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (100 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Berrian is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the west, 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 west 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears just a brown suit. His hair is auburn and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Naill grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate.