Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants, marred by chocolates. He wears his black hair up. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A freak accident while working with his Gardener mother left him crippled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a flail on his belt. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is typically in his Detective uniform, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'1" when asserting himself. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. After coming to the age of reason, Uraim took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Detective.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Detective responsibilities is difficult; and to be a merchant again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Junk Dealer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Junk Dealer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Being a Junk Dealer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and half-elven compassion

Flaws: Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Miller. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was taken from his home at a very young age. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To be a Herbalist again.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 160 gp.