Description: A man of a pale complexion, he usually wears his green robe and has his club always slung over his shoulder. His crest, while still mostly bronze, has prominent grey streaks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Guard arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. 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: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Arumawann isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Weaver, but he was a colossal failure. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 14000 sp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp).

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is a great chef.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tabaxi companion (her 'brother'). She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is short and black. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is mildly Human supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a Body Guard, her father struggled to pay the bills. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.