Description: This malnourished man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Mayor. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 4000 gp. Azurite (13 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Amber (90 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He takes great joy in being the best Mortician in town.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Crown-heir again; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 7000 sp. Zircon (60 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp).

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 wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: To prove his worth to the world.

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He sports a flattop hair cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Thamior hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. 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 he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.