Description: This exceptionally lanky man is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Akmen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Akmen was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 3000 cp. Azurite (16 gp).

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'2". She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs, and her gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. She has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Pink pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eberk was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 cp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Armorer. He tends to his Armorer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 20 gp.