Description: This western man wears a violet costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His clothes are grease stained in places. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Reynard was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shepherd. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Reynard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He found a children's book about a Human Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 gp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). 1 Antitoxin. 3 Thunderstones. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: Heward wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. 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 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: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His head has been shaved. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in the south to a Detective, Ralf learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again; and balancing his hectic life and new detective responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 5000 cp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).