Description: This man dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with blue slacks, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Justin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He tends to wear a large black jacket. He is an epitome of beauty. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is content

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries hammers. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Gardener born in the past three hundred years. 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 got into the Gardener business at a young age. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Gardener.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down, and is pretty ugly. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Anthony was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 sp. Onyx (30 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Hematite (8 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. 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 highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.