Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He wears a tan shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Erevan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Erevan took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a black collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His brass crest is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. 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, Takra is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. One day when Takra was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Takra was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. After a long history of fighting, Takra and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear flannel, and is pretty ugly. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father'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 he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His crest is green and curly. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Locksmith father left him crippled. 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; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 900 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.