Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a Locksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 3000 gp. Fire opal (500 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Jet (110 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Onyx (60 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, marred by sweets. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 Bricklayer. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp).