Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a fancy black suit. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 800 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She wears her auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has brown eyes.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She got into the Dilettante business at a young age. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His black hair is braided into rings. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a trident on his belt. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Sardonyx (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).