Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fortune-teller profession.

History: He was born into a rich family. He worked as a nervous Fisher and found it very stressful. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and brown robe with the hood down. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Detective mother left him crippled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Hedonist, Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1900 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (150 gp).

Description: An older man who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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, Vondal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Vondal has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 150 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (60 gp). 3 Thunderstones.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Morkral was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Layabout. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Half-Plate.