Description: This western man is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver hair is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Dayereth was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fletcher. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Jasper (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Assassin arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 15000 cp. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 5 Acid flasks. 2 Holy water.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a blue costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Ur-Lasu was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he has a crush on the local mercenary

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 120 pp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Sard (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a red tunic with blue highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a Carpenter, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered orcs who tried to eat his hand. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 180 gp.