Description: This man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Soapmaker. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Fivin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has worked as a Soapmaker like his mother before him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears just a red suit. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 700 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 3000 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in the west to a Crown-heir, Riardon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1400 gp. Hematite (16 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.