Description: This malnourished man wears a simple violet robe with black stripes complete with hood. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and money/treasure

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 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: Regain custody of his daughter; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Family, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 800 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Soveliss hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Miller

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. 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, Paymon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Paymon was born with his mother's beautiful face. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born in the south. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To be a Stylist again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.