Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is red and very short. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Vassago was born the youngest of three triplets. A freak accident while working with his Courier mother left him crippled. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 60 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears a white tunic with pastel highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is white and very short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses like a well dressed Assassin does. He has no hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Thorpe was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Brewer, but he got bored and became a Assassin. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. White opal (400 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

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 shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is brown and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2000 cp.