Description: This dark-skinned male dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with white slacks. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: He was born in a small desert village. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rose (80 gp). White opal (1200 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a brown shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Heian was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Heian grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Heian. Being a Mercenary 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: To clean up the streets; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a grey tunic with white highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered grey hat.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Rael was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Rael reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Opinionated, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 600 gp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He tends to wear a large white jacket. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Ahvain was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.