Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a brown scarf. His hair is silver and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He takes great joy in being the best Detective in town.

History: Born to a Fletcher, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job, Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Banded agate (13 gp). Fire opal (1100 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and yellow handkerchief worn on his left side and is in decent physical shape. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Fivin is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He got into the Bather business at a young age. Fivin was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bather. He's also a talented Cartwright, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden pearl (140 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Peridot (40 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is cut close to his head. 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 can speak with the recently deceased. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Gifted from a young age, Paelias studied abroad. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.