Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, brown shirt, and grey tie. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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, Immeral is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 800 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). A small bag of saffron. (30 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. 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. 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, Adran is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sculptor for the past few years.

Motivation: He is greedy; and balancing his hectic life and new sculptor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave, Job, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. White pearl (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and is pretty ugly. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Gifted from a young age, Nim studied abroad. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Impulsive, PTSD. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'10" southern man, he is dressed in an above average manner. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 gp.