Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His silver crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has red eyes and a grey hat with a violet feather.

Personality: Bidreked hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Ruler but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Artistic, Pacifist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he usually wears his black robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His crest, while still mostly green, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Tarhun enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, marred by chocolates. His hair is chestnut and very short. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: Warryn hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'3" and dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with blue slacks. He has moderate length black hair. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Layabout and was forced into it by his family; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 sp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.