Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, marred by beers. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: Gifted from a young age, Varg studied abroad. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Star ruby (800 gp). Hematite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Varis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Hematite (7 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Malachite (7 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Eiravel was born with his mother's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is dressed in earthy colors with a white and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.