Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'1" when asserting himself. He wears his copper crest down. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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, Srorthen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gifted student he started as a Assassin, but he got bored and became a Barber. He struck the Barber job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. His black crest is greasy and uncared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Rhogar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rhogar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Rhogar. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He wears his black crest up. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a Locksmith first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He is baby faced.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Chad isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1400 gp.