Description: She likes to wear white tank tops with tan skirt. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: Kansif was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and an old rival family wants her found

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Trym was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 70 gp. Amber (50 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'0" when asserting himself. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He worked as a nervous Fletcher and found it very stressful. He tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His red hair is thinning but still full. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Alvyn is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sellsword arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Server they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Sellsword, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sellsword and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.