Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bow.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eye agate (10 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Caeldrim never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Gold and ruby ring (5000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Naal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and expand his business

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 19000 sp. Moss agate (12 gp).