Description: An older man who wears black painted combat armor at almost all times, he is not a threatening figure. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He became a Crown-heir soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. Amethyst (100 gp). Rose (20 gp).

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: The child of a Glassblower, who enjoyed hunting, Robert was taken on many hunting expeditions. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Tailor. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, In love. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a hunchback. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'2". He is dressed in an above average manner, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His white hair is braided into rings. 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 filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Balimaar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Thunderstones. 4 Smokesticks.