Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 59. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. A true patriot, Aust would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This man very much looks the part of a Marshal. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He uses divination through singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Slave Trader. He's also a talented Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears professional attire. His hair is blonde and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the north to a Farmer, Aerdeth learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Farmer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Assassin work with an outfit from a few towns over. Assassin work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Apothecary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.