Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 4000 cp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp).

Description: A 6'4" western man, he wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull white iron scale mail. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His first spouse was a Glassblower, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. A small bag of saffron. (10 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Anthony was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 3 Thunderstones. 2 Holy water.