Description: This western man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has wavy brown hair. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Watson lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. 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: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Oppleby is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. 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: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1200 pp. Azurite (8 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Jet (40 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his kukri. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has moderate length black hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Krusk was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Krusk's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Krusk and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 60 pp. Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Kody hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 110 gp.