Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears baggy black pantaloons and a brown scarf. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Dayereth was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His childhood dream was to be a Doctor, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Assassin job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ploughman for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. He is physically well-built. He has moderate length red hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Quarion and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 20000 cp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Brown-green garnet (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He got into the Server business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear flannel. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. After a long history of fighting, Ahvain and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful, Antagonistic, PTSD. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Aquamarine (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.