Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Immeral took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2400 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His hair is chestnut and curly. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Himo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Himo 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. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Himo grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Himo. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is silver and curly. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 6000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Aramil will drive conversation. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A gifted student he started as a Cartwright, but he got bored and became a Server. He tends to his Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.