Description: Standing 4'8", this man is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, white shirt, and black tie. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He's also a talented Sellsword, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and balancing his hectic life and new miller responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Impulsive, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job, Slave. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 gp. Star ruby (700 gp). Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears an entirely white suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sellsword. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sellsword arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Sellsword. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 9000 sp. Coral (80 gp). Sard (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp).