Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a grey shirt with thin black vertical stripes and blue pants. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His tied-back hair is blonde. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He uses divination through singing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. After coming to the age of reason, Wymar took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100 gp. Jet (70 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Black opal (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hammer, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.