Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her crest is silver and curly. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She became a Server soon after.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Opinionated, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 130 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His scarlet crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Ildrex 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. Ildrex 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His tied-back hair is black. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fortune-teller for hire.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Deep green spinel (70 gp).

Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His white hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. 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 used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.