Description: This man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Riardon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Locksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Guard again.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 16000 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Rose (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Coral (90 gp). Sard (50 gp). Malachite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Debt. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (50 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and he perpetually has his greataxe ready. His tied-back hair is black. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Rolen was born the youngest of three triplets. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Dilettante, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Jet (120 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Jet (120 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Citrine (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'11". He wears a simple brown robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. He has wavy red hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Nim was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Fivin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 800 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.