Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. He has silver hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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, Aramil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Aramil and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cartwright for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1800 gp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1200 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Blue sapphire (900 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Onyx (50 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with violet slacks. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Courier arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.