Description: This woman prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She wears her orange fur up. She has yellow eyes.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. The war was a terrible time for her, and Fragrant does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Fragrant was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (160 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (90 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'8". He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Krimp was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 7000 cp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson violet hat.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Spy for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Emotional, Lazy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp).

Description: He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has blonde hair. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Darrak isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Darrak was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has achieved small success as a Sage.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (14 gp). Hematite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.