Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tan vest and prefers green and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Ruler who has hired him part-time. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Fivin was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 3000 gp. Canary diamond (2000 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Fire opal (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: Erevan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man very much looks the part of a Fisher. He sports a flattop hair cut. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He became a Fisher soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Star rose quartz (80 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a Merchant, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Tharivol was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.