Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Crown-heir profession.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 Banker. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his father's many stories. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Sellsword 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 has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has black hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. Citrine (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Paelias was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes, and he perpetually has his sai ready. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erevan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the east to a Healer, Erevan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a layabout again

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.