Description: This late middle aged man wears brown trousers with black and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts and is in decent physical shape. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Armorer. He tends to his Armorer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears long strands of aquamarine and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. 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 seems to be bored by most things; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red spinel (140 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. A true patriot, Aust would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 pp. Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp).