Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His auburn hair is cut short. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Assassin work with an outfit from a few towns over. Assassin work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 80 pp. Malachite (4 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

Description: He wears a fancy red suit. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is short and silver. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Lance was born with his father's beautiful face. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and doesn't want to be a dyer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times, marred by beers. His red hair is braided into rings. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. His red hair is still thick. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times, marred by sweets. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. A true patriot, Drogo would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.