Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has moderate length red crest. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. Hematite (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 6'1", this man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red crest is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Layabout. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. 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: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Tourmaline (100 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He stands about 3'2" and dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with grey slacks. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Sapply is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 gp.