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. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He tends to his Assassin job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 cp. Malachite (15 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is physically well-built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

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

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. 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 is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Beiro was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Architect hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His orange fur is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Good lock.