Description: This man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is silver and curly. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

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 susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Detective. He's also a talented Beggar, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Detective and was forced into it by his family; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Job, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1900 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1900 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is typically in his Crown-heir uniform. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. Recently the stress of being a Crown-heir has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Crown-heir and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and green robe with the hood down. He is physically well-built. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Tharivol 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. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 7000 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy grey suit. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 40000 cp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Jade (140 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).

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 tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Beiro 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. Beiro was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Weaver. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.