Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'5" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Hork took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 gp. Zircon (40 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Zaffrab enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Gifted from a young age, Zaffrab studied abroad. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 22000 sp. Jasper (50 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a large green jacket. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving The war was a terrible time for him, and Suhnae does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.