Description: This man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fortune-teller, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His tied-back hair is black. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed brown hat.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Silver ewer (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (140 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear flannel. His white hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Jeweler profession.

History: Born in the north to a Unemployed, Hadarai learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: This tall, slender man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. After months of barely getting by, Thamior managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His tied-back hair is golden. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Efferil wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Efferil reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3200 gp. Tourmaline (50 gp). Jet (50 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Amber (50 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Brown diamond (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His hair is cut close to his head. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 great chef.

History: Koeth lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Tanner they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Cartwright, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.