Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a blue collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He is physically well-built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Thamior alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father 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: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Military, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1100 pp. 1 Medium magic item.