Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his youth he was a Shoemaker, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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 has decided he is irredeemable; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'8" when asserting himself. His rusty crest has been sun bleached extensively. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He was taken from his home at a very young age. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave, Guardian. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Azurite (8 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly flails and quarterstaffs. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Cimer 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 Cimer. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This western man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Fibblestib enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Fibblestib was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fletcher. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fibblestib fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Breastplate.