Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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. 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. Ar-Baruk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her copper crest, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Jezean took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He has red eyes and a black hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Morthos isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: The child of a Beggar, who enjoyed hunting, Morthos was taken on many hunting expeditions. Morthos was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Detective. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 9000 cp. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a grey shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Conrad was born with his father's beautiful face. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 sp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 sp.