Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Vanuath embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Vanuath was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and maces. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Rolen 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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Extrovert, Athletic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and carries swords. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Riardon grew up listening to his father's many stories. Riardon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull pastel iron scale mail, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sai. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist 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 necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.