Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a green coat with blue slacks. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in the north to a Server, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Server work with an outfit from a few towns over. Server work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is content; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and he perpetually has his whip ready. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Efferil was born with his mother's beautiful face. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; 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: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 11000 sp. Pink pearl (40 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears long strands of ruby and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has golden hair. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red spinel (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Amber (70 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is typically in his Roofer uniform. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Enialis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Roofer soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.