Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'9". He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting drow, the young Hubert began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Hubert was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bastard swords and shortspears. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Caeldrim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. 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: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is very fat, and is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. Her white hair is heavily combed to the right. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. The war was a terrible time for her, and Sariel does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Sariel hails from a village terrorized by goblins. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a worn and beaten armor. She has no hair. She has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 140 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp).