Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Taklinn is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Taklinn was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Taklinn 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 Taklinn. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. 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 is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 280 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his bastard sword. His hair is golden and very short. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the south to a Assassin, Lamlûg learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Assassin. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Assassin for hire.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 cp. Sard (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a yellow shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and pastel pants. He is an epitome of beauty. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: Hobart was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His copper unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 110 gp.