Description: This slender man stands about 4'10". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His golden hair is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Tharivol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sellsword for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sellsword responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a white vest and prefers brown and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has white hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull white sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has achieved small success as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Traki took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Laucian wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Baker business.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black opal (1200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.