Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his brass crest in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available she will default to her sai. Her hair is silver and very short. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she's looking for her big break

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Jade (80 gp).

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'5". She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has a long golden ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Shipwright business.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Through the years after Shanairla was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Shanairla's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Stylist; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 29000 sp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (100 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (100 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, brown shirt, and pastel tie. His blonde hair is still thick. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Morkral is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Painter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mortician, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He wears his white hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Through the years after Travok was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Travok's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: He wants revenge against dire rats; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 340 gp.