Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His blonde hair is cut short. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He got into the Baker business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Bookbinder, but he was a colossal failure. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Baker and was forced into it by his family; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Holy water.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'6" and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He takes great joy in being the best Ruler in town.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Balimaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ruler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ruler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Clerebold isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Clerebold was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Clerebold decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an entirely tan suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 40 pp. Star ruby (900 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Iolite (70 gp).