Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, marred by sweets. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Body Guard born in the past three hundred years. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 6000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears professional attire. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 26. 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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Theriatis was born with his father's beautiful face. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 pp. A delicate brass dragon egg (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is long and white with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When Fivin reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Being a Roofer 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: To reunite with his old friends; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tourmaline (140 gp). Jasper (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. His hair is cut close to his head. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Soapmaker business.

History: He was born in the north. He worked as a nervous Soapmaker and found it very stressful. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He got into the Slave Trader business at a young age. After coming to the age of reason, Arannis took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.