Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; 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

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. 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: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1400 gp. Hematite (9 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Obsidian (9 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'7" and is dressed in an above average manner. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise amber.

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 a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a hunchback. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in the south to a Slave Trader, Vanuath learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Violet garnet (1000 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 230 pp. Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp).