Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Nutae will drive conversation. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Carpenter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: He is greedy; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (40 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Thamior's homeland. Thamior decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a white tunic with black highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Religious, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: 4'10" and muscular, this southern man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a very tight haircut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Guard business.

History: Galinndan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. After a long history of fighting, Ahvain and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.