Description: He wears a violet collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Norman was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Bounty Hunter 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: To clean up the streets; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an entirely red suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mercenary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Percival was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mercenary. He tends to his Mercenary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Obsidian (14 gp). Jade (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly swords and crossbows. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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: Randal was born the youngest of three triplets. Randal 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. Randal 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 5000 cp.