Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against drow

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Malachite (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp).

Description: An older man who wears green trousers with grey and pastel striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, he is not a threatening figure. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2600 sp. Golden pearl (80 gp). Jet (80 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. A true patriot, Justin would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are green.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Drogo learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Job, Religious, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is cut short. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He got into the Knight business at a young age. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He tends to his Knight job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.