Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears skinny pants and wears a violet and black robe with the hood down. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. The war was a terrible time for him, and Heian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1600 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1000 gp).

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and very much looks the part of a Detective. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is scarred and worn.

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. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Caeldrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Carpenter, but he got bored and became a Detective. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and doesn't want to be a detective and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His silver hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Berrian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is portly but not overly obese. He has moderate length auburn hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Hadarai lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Apothecary. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Family, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Tharivol was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Tharivol's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). White opal (700 gp). Jade (90 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Zircon (60 gp).