Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His red fur is still thick. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Art was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fortune-teller. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 210 pp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sage born in the past three hundred years. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sage. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sage.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new sage responsibilities is difficult

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a black costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. A true patriot, Veit would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Veit was born the youngest of three triplets. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Banker. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Banker and was forced into it by his family; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Family, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp. Iolite (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Sard (80 gp).

Description: This northern man wears a red coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has no hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; 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: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.