Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'5". He is dressed in an above average manner, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hammer. He sports a flattop crest cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears dull pastel sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed dagger, just in case. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a great chef.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He tends to his Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 130 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length blue hair. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Beggar. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Nim embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nim studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Nim took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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: Expand his business; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 900 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (130 gp).