Description: An older man who wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy 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, Nim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 4000 gp. Star ruby (1000 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses like a well dressed Apothecary does. He has moderate length brown hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. Recently the stress of being a Apothecary has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). A small bag of saffron. (90 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a great chef.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Lucan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military, Debt. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Malachite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.