Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. 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 has moderate length blue hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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: To be a Farmer again; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, marred by teas. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 takes great joy in being the best Spy in town.

History: Immeral was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 110 pp. Sard (80 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a grey deerstalker hat and grey clothes. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 49. 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. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fortune-teller profession.

History: He got into the Unemployed business at a young age. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Revenge; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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. A freak accident while working with his Apothecary father left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.