Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Rael took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: In love, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Lamlis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Lamlis took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lamlis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Bloodstone (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His white hair is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Balam is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Balam was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has worked as a Merchant like his father before him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 60 pp. Red spinel (90 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Assassin arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.