Description: He stands about 4'11" and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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 raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and carries scythes. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a body guard and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His hair is auburn and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane, Racist. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dyer. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 34. 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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Laucian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 700 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Blue star sapphire (1600 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has blue eyes and a black hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Attractive, Debt. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp.