Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tan coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His gold crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has red eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His parents were killed by brigands in a raid when he was still a young child. The brigands captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 390 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is greedy

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature, In love, Guardian. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 700 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 an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Barakas and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.