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 tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. 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 enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cook. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Simple lock. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Courier business.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Courier arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Wymar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a pastel coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Gifted from a young age, Shane studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Shane took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1300 sp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.