Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Eiravel was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Family, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 10 pp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with brown slacks. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 4'8" and muscular, this eastern woman is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. She has styled her lavender fur well, parting it to the left. She has green eyes and a pastel hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears a green collared shirt and violet skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Healer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Anakis reached her early adolescence her Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished sai as well. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dworic fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 sp.