Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His crest is cut close to his head. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Maagog speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Maagog was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His fur is cut close to his head. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in the south to a Crown-heir, Tree learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. He struck the Crown-heir job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Superior lock.

Description: A 6'8" southern man, he prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He has dyed his greying brass crest a little too much giving a sharp brass color. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Insane, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 110 pp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Jet (50 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He likes to wear black tank tops with tan pants. His red crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Mortician. 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 born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Pijjirik took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Jade (150 gp).