Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Thervan hails from a village terrorized by brigands. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 10000 sp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp. White opal (800 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Star ruby (800 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has red hair. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Raer was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Raer 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. Raer 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. Being a Engraver 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 possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a glaive. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. Tharivol 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. Tharivol decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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 achieved small success as a Mortician.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to be a ruler again

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Moss agate (6 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Emerald (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has wavy white hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. After months of barely getting by, Dayereth managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Alexandrite (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.