Description: An older man who wears a fancy brown suit, he is not a threatening figure. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Lorm isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'11". He wears a red shirt with thin white vertical stripes and grey pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shield. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mormo grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed club, just in case. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Solomon was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail. He has moderate length golden hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying south to reunite his family. Recently the stress of being a Locksmith has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 360 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case. He wears a colorful flower in his silver crest. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Assassin born in the past three hundred years. 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: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Assassin responsibilities is difficult.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. Red garnet (110 gp). 2 Acid flasks.