Description: This man wears just a grey suit. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Thervan 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. Thervan 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. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 70000 cp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'8". He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. His tied-back hair is blonde. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. 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 the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Hadarai was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Aquamarine (1600 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (100 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He wears his golden hair down. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Doctor for the past few years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Star ruby (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

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. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Varis lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Varis 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. Varis decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp).