Description: A 5'5" southern man, 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 sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

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. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). Pink diamond (3000 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Amber (60 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 pp. A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2400 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, black shirt, and green tie. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Korfel grew up listening to his father's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 5000 sp.