Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his white hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Roger grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Roger. Being a Mercenary kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He stands about 6'2" and is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is auburn and curly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Gifted from a young age, Heward studied abroad. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Blacksmith for hire.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a simple white robe with red stripes complete with hood. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. After coming to the age of reason, Ernest took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He is physically well-built. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Godfrey never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He is physically well-built. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Simon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Simon decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Locksmith kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp).