Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: The child of a Bricklayer, who enjoyed hunting, Adam was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 sp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a yellow costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His silver hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Glim 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. Glim decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Good lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his red hair down. He is baby faced.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Lewis was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1500 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His black hair is thinning but still full. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. 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 feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Lucan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. 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: To reunite with his absent mother; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt.