Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a black collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born in the west. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dilettante. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Percival is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. His hair is short and blonde. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 Marshal. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 17000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.