Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His blonde hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Dreali lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Locksmith, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Locksmith they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Interpreter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Spyglass.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. 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 is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Broce was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (130 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (90 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a tan shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. 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. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. 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 being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2100 sp. 1 Holy water. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Holy water.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is typically in his Apothecary uniform. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. 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 is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Alvyn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Barkeep, but he was a colossal failure. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp.

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 grey coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His scarlet crest is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.