Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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 always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Insane. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. White pearl (60 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, marred by teas. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Through the years after Drogo was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Drogo's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His childhood dream was to be a Mason, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Spy job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has red hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Junk Dealer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, marred by beers. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. After a long history of fighting, Anselm and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.