Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears green trousers with black and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 gp. Moonstone (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Jet (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This man is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has achieved small success as a Map Maker.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Sard (70 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. 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: He seems to be bored by most things; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Mundane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has moderate length blonde hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Kilvar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kilvar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Kilvar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Crowbar.