Description: This late middle aged man wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. 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: 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 possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a grey coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He has wavy black hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Greedy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He wears his golden hair down. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thervan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He struck the Sage job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 sp. 3 Smokesticks. 4 Thunderstones. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Rendar was born with his mother's beautiful face. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Rendar has worked very hard to control his curse. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Jasper (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Peridot (50 gp).