Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Lazy, Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: This man wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Aerdeth embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Aerdeth was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Aerdeth's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aerdeth 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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a bow on his belt. His silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 19. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in the east. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dazzazn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 900 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).