Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears his brown hair up. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Morkral is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Servant but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Masseuse mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Extrovert, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Deep green spinel (90 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Detective work with an outfit from a few towns over. Detective work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Detective job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears just a brown suit. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is red and very short. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Map Maker responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull blue iron scale mail, and he perpetually has his longsword ready. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Oblar has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 sp.