Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His black crest is unkempt and raggedy. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the south to a Ruler, Direcris learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He struck the Ruler job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears dark leathers with embroidery and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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, Eberk is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Bricklayer uniform and is in decent physical shape. He has no crest. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bricklayer. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Architect uniform. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished hammer as well. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Architect work with an outfit from a few towns over. Architect work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Architect for the past few years.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 200 pp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'3". He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His blue crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 33. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Nadarr was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 42000 sp.