Description: He wears a black top hat and black clothes. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1600 gp).

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has shaved his head bald. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born in the north to a Weaver, Hadarai learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Hadarai took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He struck the Weaver job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Job, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He very much looks the part of a Map Maker. His black hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

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. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Enialis grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Enialis. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 170 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Adran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Locksmith. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and doesn't want to be a locksmith and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears just a brown suit. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. 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: Revenge; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.