Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His black hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Gimble 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. Gimble 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: 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; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'0". He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 210 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (80 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (130 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and red handkerchief worn on his right side. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Coral (160 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his scarlet crest in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heskan 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 to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 10000 sp. Eye agate (16 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.