Description: He is a husky man, who wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Lûgnak was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lûgnak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Assassin but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a Animal Trainer, his father struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

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

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Cynical, Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: An older man who wears white painted combat armor at almost all times, he is not a threatening figure. His rusty crest, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac, Mundane. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 40 gp. Obsidian (6 gp).