Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his nunchaku, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'8" when asserting himself. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Banker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Barrister again.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 27000 cp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Azurite (8 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears brown trousers with pastel and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new dilettante responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He worked as a nervous Engraver and found it very stressful. Being a Engraver kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's in love

Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries a battered spear and tarnished glaive as well. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rolf studied abroad. 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 was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He is physically well-built. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp.