Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'10". He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Morkral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morkral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He keeps his long white fur kept up in a rat tail. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Slave Trader business.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. Pink pearl (150 gp). Amethyst (150 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Lucan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of drow

Flaws: Emotional, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad red hat.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gifted student he started as a Masseuse, but he got bored and became a Server. He's also a talented Masseuse, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and to be a masseuse again

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.