Description: He wears long strands of amber and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lance is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He usually wears his grey robe and has his greatsword always slung over his shoulder, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in a small island village. His childhood dream was to be a Masseuse, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This man tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Carter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Carter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Carter for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Carter responsibilities is difficult; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Military, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Simple lock.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Dilettante born in the past three hundred years. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Lance was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp.