Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Morkral took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. Being a Layabout kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 390 gp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp).

Description: He wears a grey coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has styled his red crest well, parting it to the left. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Salasar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Salasar 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; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He has green eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 56. 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. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 900 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. Banded agate (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp).