Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a fancy brown suit. He has moderate length brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His first spouse was a Glassblower, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. After coming to the age of reason, Fivin took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theriatis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the east to a Locksmith, Theriatis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Jade (160 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.