Description: An older man who wears baggy grey pantaloons and a black scarf, he is not a threatening figure. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Pelaios was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has worked as a Ruler like his father before him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

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 invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thorin grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.

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. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his long brown fur kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and balancing his hectic life and new miller responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His green crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Donaar was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 sp.