Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. 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 plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Detective responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2000 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Emerald (400 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Coral (70 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His tied-back hair is red. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Tharivol enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (30 gp).