Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His fur is cut close to his head. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Sweet lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 900 pp. Onyx (70 gp). Jade (150 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black hair is still thick. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Apothecary. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'5". He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Kilvar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Kilvar was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.