Description: He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red crest is greasy and uncared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Nadarr hails from a village terrorized by drow. Through the years after Nadarr was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Nadarr's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Nadarr was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His orange fur is long and unkept. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Shivering was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a white coat with yellow slacks, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'8" when asserting himself. His long red crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Dyer. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and balancing his hectic life and new dyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears his brass crest up. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Detective arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A freak accident while working with his Bowyer mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Peridot (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp).

Description: He wears tattered old clothes, and carries glaives. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: Erevan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in the north to a Baker, Erevan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Baker. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan 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 he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp.