Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing a long, black cloak. He has wavy white hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a black shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His silver crest is heavily combed to the right. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Sage. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is physically well-built. His purple hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Nicor hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'5" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Nalral learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He struck the Apothecary job and began his own company from there.

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.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 5000 cp.