Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His red hair is braided into rings. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: He was born into a rich family. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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 clean up the streets; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Taklinn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Gifted from a young age, Taklinn studied abroad. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His yellow fur is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Cloud grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Cloud. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: 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; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 13000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Slave. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his black hair down. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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. 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. Grom 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 wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). 1 Silk rope. 1 Good lock. 1 Hourglass.