Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has blue eyes and a grey hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 east. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Impulsive, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and carries clubs. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Fisher but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Jet (90 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and his gloved hand is found clutching a lance. His hair is cut close to his head. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: Gomory hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Gomory reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears long strands of topaz and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is silver and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down, marred by teas. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp.