Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his purple hair in a flapper bob. His half smiles and black eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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 feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born in the south to a Server, Fenriz learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. The war was a terrible time for him, and Felgrat does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to be a tailor again

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born in the south. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Bulzo grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Bulzo. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2400 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp).

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly swords and bastard swords. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Thervan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Thervan reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 160 gp.