Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a violet suit, blue shirt, and green tie. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Ivellios was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 Detective. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1700 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears professional attire. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Uthemar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1200 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Coral (80 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a white feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

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

Possessions: 60 pp. Aquamarine (1100 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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. Being a Tailor 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 wants revenge against illithids; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 60000 cp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scythes and shortspears. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Naal hails from a village terrorized by goblins. A freak accident while working with his Shoemaker mother left him crippled. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 15000 sp.