Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'4" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is short and brown. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Now he works as a music tutor during his time off.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'4". She wears dull green sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case, and her gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. Her chestnut hair is singed and shortened. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She uses divination through singing.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Markosian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She is content.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her copper crest is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she 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. Thava fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 90 gp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Weaver who has hired him part-time. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.