Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Erdan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: To end his boredom; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2900 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Detective. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 150 pp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp).

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in the south to a Farmer, Aelar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Family, Debt. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely tan suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 10000 sp.