Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has no hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beiro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'11" and dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with white slacks. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Eiravel 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 is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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. Being a Farmer 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Gifted from a young age, Soveliss studied abroad. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Nim's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Laucian lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Ploughman they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Glassblower, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he has a crush on the local ploughman

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp).