Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with red slacks. He has no fur. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Sun is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Sun lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age his mother died while driving off some drow. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in trident use. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise black.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bellfounder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is content

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Red garnet (160 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 6'1". He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Slave Trader. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born in the south to a Slave Trader, Tethren learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, red shirt, and tan tie. He has moderate length black fur. His yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Qemuel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.