Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

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.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. He has moderate length gold crest. This red eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Gnomish culture. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

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.

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 16000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. The war was a terrible time for him, and Balimaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Roofer business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Roofer. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 180 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp). 1 Half-Plate.