Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is singed and shortened. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Assassin for hire.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 cp. Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and he perpetually has his club ready. His brown hair is singed and shortened. 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 dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 sp. Iolite (40 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears suspenders and red workpants. Her shirt is violet, and she wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her head has been shaved. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 300 sp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Moss agate (13 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears just a white suit. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40 gp.