Description: He wears a black collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born into a rich family. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Banded agate (11 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Thamior's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. 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, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His childhood dream was to be a Laborer, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp.