Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. 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. 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 born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 8000 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a red cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in the north. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Riardon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Laucian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, black shirt, and green tie. His hair is short and white. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Naal has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Chalcedony (30 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Coral (50 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished hammer as well. His hair is white and curly. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Immeral was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his youth he was a Hunter, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 30000 cp.