Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple white robe with violet stripes complete with hood. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Disease. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Gomory was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her parents enrolled her in a Wizard school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 3000 cp. Tourmaline (100 gp). 4 Holy water.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. She wears her brown hair down. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her red hair is matted, messy, and big. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 34. 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 does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Qualen took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.