Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a shield on his belt. His black fur is long and unkept. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. A true patriot, Smoking would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Smoking 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 he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears a blue shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Erky was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His first spouse was a Sage, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Assassin responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This dark-skinned male is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Gimurt's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a Roofer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Crown-heir hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His black crest is braided into rings. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the west to a Fletcher, Direcris learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 sp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Bhevek never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and doesn't want to be a armorer and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family, In love. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 cp.