Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a large tan jacket. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family After coming to the age of reason, Nutae took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His golden hair is cut short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Galinndan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Galinndan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 10000 sp. Sardonyx (30 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

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 seeks redemption

Flaws: Insane, Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 130 pp.