Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a fancy violet suit. He has moderate length red hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born in the west to a Butcher, Hadarai learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eye agate (15 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Black opal (800 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He carries a battered mace and tarnished hammer as well. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thervan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A freak accident while working with his Banker father left him crippled. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tattered old clothes, and a wedding ring on his left hand. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He wears an eyepatch.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mason. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Traki never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 210 pp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Rose (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Thamior was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Religious, Poor, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.