Description: He wears an entirely brown suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Torinn is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Torinn was born with his father's beautiful face. A freak accident while working with his Carter father left him crippled. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Himo wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Himo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Servant. He has worked as a Servant like his mother before him.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver pearl (120 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his black robe and has his nunchaku always slung over his shoulder. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Butcher.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Greedy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.