Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Spy arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Spy. 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: To clean up the streets; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'4". He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His red fur is still thick. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Onyx (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Amber (160 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Black pearl (600 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'11" and wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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. Grom fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Mormog speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are hazel.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Herleva was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.