Description: This malnourished man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Dharg 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. Dharg decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Standing 4'11", this man wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Naal 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 parents enrolled him in a Warrior school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp. Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Zircon (80 gp). White pearl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, brown shirt, and black tie. His crest is bronze and very short. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 340 gp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ombul is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Server.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and balancing his hectic life and new server responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Sensitive, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 sp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His dark red hair is still thick. He has silver eyes and a white hat with a red feather.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Mordai studied abroad. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.