Description: This man is very fat, and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His white hair is singed and shortened. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Beloril 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. 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. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He got into the Cartwright business at a young age. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He became a Cartwright soon after.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he has a crush on the local performer

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear flannel. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a great chef.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nalral studied abroad. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. His addictions have taken their toll on his wallet, and he has found himself with a great deal of debt owed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Debt, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears just a white suit. He has a hunchback. His black hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 120 pp. White opal (500 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).