Description: He stands about 5'11" and is typically in his Fletcher uniform. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Gilbert was born with his father's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fletcher responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. He has hazel eyes and a yellow hat with a black feather.

Personality: Clerebold wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Clerebold was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Clerebold never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 16000 cp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His hair is black and very short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Balimaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gifted student he started as a Unemployed, but he got bored and became a Junk Dealer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 39000 sp. Aquamarine (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.