Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. 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. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Theriatis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1500 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Sard (40 gp).

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 sports a flattop hair cut. His ears are large.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Tharivol was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His childhood dream was to be a Architect, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Banker for hire.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. Amethyst (150 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears long strands of opal and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair is long and unkept. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Aerdeth was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bellfounder. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Pink pearl (130 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, marred by sweets. His hair is cut close to his head. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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: Nim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He wears his white hair up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He tends to his Slave Trader job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a dilettante again

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Violet garnet (1300 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Jet (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.