Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Gimûb enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. After a long history of fighting, Gimûb and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1600 pp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 cp. Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His yellow fur is singed and shortened. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: The child of a Spy, who enjoyed hunting, Skirt was taken on many hunting expeditions. Skirt liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He has a hunchback. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born in a small plains village. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 500 sp. Obsidian (7 gp).

Description: An older man who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, he is not a threatening figure. His copper crest is knotted and matted. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Azzakh isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. 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 raised in a plains tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 9000 cp. Obsidian (15 gp).