Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a fancy grey suit. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gifted student he started as a Stylist, but he got bored and became a Mercenary. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep green spinel (100 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her red hair is long and unkept. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.

Personality: She hates drow. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was born into a rich family. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Peter embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He tends to his Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a bellfounder again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.