Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull white iron scale mail, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His crest is short and brass. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Guardian, Rich, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Cressel was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bather. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a white armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His brown fur is thinning but still full. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1600 gp. Azurite (9 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Rose (30 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Coral (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Soveliss liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears professional attire. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Tordek took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1700 sp. Tourmaline (50 gp). 3 Alchemist’s fire.