Description: He wears black trousers with brown and pastel striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 40 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's in love

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bookbinder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Weaver they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Bookbinder, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of swords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his scarlet crest in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Rivaan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Rivaan 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. Rivaan decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rivaan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 80 pp. 2 Holy water. 4 Antitoxin. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Enialis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 sp. 3 Thunderstones.