Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, green shirt, and black tie. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 85. 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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Geoffrey was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. She very much looks the part of a Healer. She has a hunchback. Her white hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Sarah was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Healer.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and expand her business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Blue quartz (15 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Jet (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and brown with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Percival is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Gifted from a young age, Percival studied abroad. Percival was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Percival decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a black coat. She wears her brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Emeny fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Religious, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Deep green spinel (80 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Sard (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.