Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 700 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (110 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He is physically well-built. He sports a flattop crest cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Vrondiss was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Vrondiss alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a black scarf. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He uses divination through singing.

History: Enialis 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. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. 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; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His dark red hair is braided into rings. His black eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Mormo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Healer.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 700 gp.