Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a yellow shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His red fur is knotted and matted. His eyes are copper and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He got into the Assassin business at a young age. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished axe as well. He wears his gold crest down. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Mozikth was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp. Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (160 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'2" and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His crest is bronze and curly. His red eyes peer out from beneath his feathered blue hat.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Healer profession.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp. Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Dimble lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 gp.