Description: This late middle aged man wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is cut short. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. After coming to the age of reason, Lucan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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: Money/treasure; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Moss agate (14 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. 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.

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black star sapphire (1400 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). White opal (1400 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Rose (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. He has brown eyes and a grey hat with a green feather.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He tends to his Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Peridot (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Banded agate (11 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a green coat with grey slacks. His hair is black and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 pp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Amber (160 gp). Sard (40 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man usually wears his brown robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder and is in decent physical shape. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Thamior's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.