Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has no hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Fortune-teller 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 feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in the south. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and glaives. His hair is short and chestnut. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He got into the Cook business at a young age. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has worked as a Cook like his father before him.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Attractive, Job, Debt. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Azurite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Priest. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Good lock.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His tied-back hair is red. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Frederick abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: To reunite with his absent father; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.