Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His crest is brass, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kaladan grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. Zircon (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 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 wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Norsko alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. Banded agate (11 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Malachite (11 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His tied-back hair is white. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Navigator hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Tourmaline (150 gp). Zircon (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished sickle as well. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fargrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 sp.