Description: He wears dull blue sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is short and black. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Scribe work with an outfit from a few towns over. Scribe work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He very much looks the part of a Marshal. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Aramil speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Aramil was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Marshal. He's also a talented Server, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp. Amethyst (150 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Jade (150 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 70. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Naeris was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Body Guard; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Mentor, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Malachite (8 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Black pearl (700 gp).