Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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 in a small plains village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His copper crest is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100000 cp.

Description: 5'8" and muscular, this southern man wears a brown feathered hat and brown clothes. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His white eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Therai does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Therai took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (160 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is typically in his Marshal uniform. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Marshal. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His long cinnamon fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His copper unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp.