Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is silver and very short. 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 tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Black opal (500 gp). 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: The child of a Butcher, who enjoyed hunting, Balimaar was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: This light-skinned male is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He struck the Bowyer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 sp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears tattered old clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. His head has been shaved. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fisher. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fisher responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He wears a pastel costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: The child of a Engraver, who enjoyed hunting, Simon was taken on many hunting expeditions. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.