Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Lucan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tourmaline (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is cut close to his head. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case, marred by sweets. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.