Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Aramil 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 found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears professional attire. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). Moss agate (14 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamior will drive conversation. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp. Zircon (30 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'10" and wears long strands of jet and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has moderate length brown hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a black cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. He has wavy red hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Dayereth lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's also a talented Map Maker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 600 gp.