Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a black broad hat and black clothes. His hair is auburn and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Being a Merchant 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: Wants to raise his children well; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Hematite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'5" and wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A freak accident while working with his Assassin mother left him crippled. During his travels, Tharivol and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tharivol discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tharivol fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (170 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in an above average manner. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A freak accident while working with his Mortician father left him crippled. He struck the Layabout job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 pp. Alexandrite (1100 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Rose (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Jasper (40 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He wears a grey top hat and grey clothes. He has a hunchback. He has red hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Rolen was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: 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; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 6000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Fire opal (1600 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp).

Description: This northern man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has auburn hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Tharivol was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Cartwright. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 80 pp.