Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished rapier as well. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Gennal lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Gennal was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Gennal decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Berrian took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1200 pp. Old masterpiece painting (2300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in the south to a Bricklayer, Adran learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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. He has taken up work as a Bricklayer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again.

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Crown-heir. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is black and very short. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rolen 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 Rolen. Being a Crown-heir kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1200 gp. Star ruby (900 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Azurite (5 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a black shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is silver and very short. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aelar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Aelar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 12000 gp. Hematite (15 gp). Sard (20 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Onyx (20 gp).