Description: An older man who wears a black shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and brown pants, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Leucis wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Aristocrat, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Leucis is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in the north to a Mayor, Leucis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 20 gp. Red garnet (140 gp).

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has wavy brown hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her brown eyes.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'0" and wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Travok was born with his father's beautiful face. A freak accident while working with his Weaver father left him crippled. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a red coat with violet slacks. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bowyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bowyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bastard swords and halberds. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gerbo grew up listening to his father's many stories. Gerbo was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Gerbo decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and 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: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 sp.