Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears brown trousers with red and violet striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His black crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. 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: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 240 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor and is in decent physical shape. His hair is silver and curly. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the east to a Mortician, Curran learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Curran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. The war was a terrible time for him, and Flask does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Flask liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 sp. Onyx (60 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Marshal business.

History: He got into the Marshal business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Marshal like his father before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is greedy

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Banded mail.