Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morkral grew up listening to his father's many stories. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 70 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 tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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 greedy; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Red-brown spinel (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and green robe with the hood down. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born into a rich family. Tim abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Standing 4'2", this man wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a bow on his belt. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Beloril is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Spy business at a young age. At a young age his mother died while driving off some orcs. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in bow use. He tends to his Spy job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 50 gp. Amethyst (50 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Himo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fisher and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Hematite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.