Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Zircon (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has chestnut hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aelar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 4000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp).

Description: This northern man wears a fancy tan suit. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white hair is knotted and matted. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Varis lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 pp.