Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his golden hair down. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miller for the past few years.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small grey hat.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Gifted. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: A 5'2" western man, he prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Trained by his mother 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 an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dilettante.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. 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 cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.