Description: This younger middle-aged man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Don speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. 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: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, In love, Slave, Debt. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 12000 cp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Balimaar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: To find somewhere to settle down; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses like a well dressed Server does. He has blonde hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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 a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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, Ralf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Ralf liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is harsh and unforgiving.

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. Through the years after Frederick was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Frederick's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 5000 sp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Iolite (50 gp).