Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears just a brown suit. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. 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 always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 20000 cp. Hematite (8 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Patrick abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50000 cp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and brown robe with the hood down. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He worked as a nervous Detective and found it very stressful. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new detective responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Jet (150 gp). Citrine (60 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born into a rich family. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Randal studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1200 sp.