Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a white shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and tan pants. He has black hair. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's in love; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (1500 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Clear bright green emerald (5000 gp). Jasper (30 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His auburn hair is lengthy. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Lucan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Lucan was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Artistic. Bonds: In love, Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Fivin was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mortician. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).