Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered grey hat.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 80 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: She wears a pastel shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She carries with her a set of daggers on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. She has styled her yellow fur well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. 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. Cloak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 sp. Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a trident on his belt. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are black.

Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Akmen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and tiefling compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 12000 sp. Brown diamond (3000 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a grey costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

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. A gifted student he started as a Soapmaker, but he got bored and became a Barkeep. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 sp.