Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Kriv is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Kriv hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Selfish. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1800 gp. Moss agate (10 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His black hair is singed and shortened. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anverth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fire opal (1500 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Onyx (80 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 lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born into a rich family. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a yellow coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Sensitive, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

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

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man very much looks the part of a Architect and is in decent physical shape. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 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: Travok was born with his mother's beautiful face. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He tends to his Architect job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Job, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1100 sp.