Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears long strands of sapphire and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Coral (130 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Amber (130 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, green cloak. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has no hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Theriatis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is typically in his Tailor uniform. He has no hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He got into the Tailor business at a young age. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.