Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Buckler.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His tied-back hair is white. His ears are large.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Aramil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Performer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses like a well dressed Priest does. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Az-Adar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Banded mail.