Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His crest is cut close to his head. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Kerkad isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Kerkad was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has chestnut hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Cory was born the youngest of three triplets. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He very much looks the part of a Spice Merchant. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His black unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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 blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Assassin mother left him crippled. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 sp. Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears light armors faded through time and improper care and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Nuraval's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Nuraval 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 mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. During his travels, Nuraval and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Nuraval discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Nuraval fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Assassin. He is physically well-built. He wears his silver hair up. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Assassin responsibilities is difficult; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). 1 Hourglass.