Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His head has been shaved. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Spice Merchant responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (1600 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'6". He wears tattered old clothes. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sellsword. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 sp. Peridot (40 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His white hair is braided into rings. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Clerebold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 gp.