Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears baggy red pantaloons and a brown scarf. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Trey 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: Trey was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has achieved small success as a Mortician.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 gp. Black star sapphire (700 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Amber (110 gp). Black opal (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He carries with him a set of glaives on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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. Gilbert 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Backpack. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Good lock.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bows and lances. His red hair is long and unkept. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. After months of barely getting by, Theodoric managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 24. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 20000 cp.