Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Doctor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Standing 6'4", this man wears dull brown sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. He sports a flattop fur cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Nimble was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. He's also a talented Bowyer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.