Description: This late middle aged man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time and is in decent physical shape. He has moderate length blonde hair. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 500 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'9" and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Architect born in the past three hundred years. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 Architect. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His golden hair is cut short. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

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. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 300 pp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp).