Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Peridot (50 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'0". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His silver hair is long and unkept. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Aelar 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. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and balancing his hectic life and new butcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has moderate length golden hair. His eyes are gray.

Personality: Thamior is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1100 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Amber (80 gp). Emerald (900 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp).

Description: He wears a pastel vest and prefers tan and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Jade (160 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. He has moderate length red hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Thervan 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. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Thervan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.