Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is short and white. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Map Maker does. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Balimaar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Balimaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Map Maker. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Map Maker.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 36000 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull blue iron scale mail. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mercenary. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Black opal (400 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his shield, he is not a threatening figure. He has white hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Assassin. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 Assassin. He tends to his Assassin job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.