Description: This man stands a little under 4'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a violet suit, pastel shirt, and brown tie. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. 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: Born in the south to a Masseuse, Ivellios learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 pp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Assassin arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Arannis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1100 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Carnelian (50 gp).

Description: He wears a white tunic with black highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Naill 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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Naill was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

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

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2100 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly kukris and bastard swords. He has moderate length blonde hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Vanuath was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His childhood dream was to be a Barrister, but he was a colossal failure. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp).